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weird-is-life · 2 years

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Liar, liar, pants on fire

Pairing: Steve harrington x fem!reader

Sumarry: Steve lies to you to protect you. But you don't know that, so you get angry at him and ignore him

Warnings: language, mentions of blood/wounds, season 4 spoilers! , angst, lying, pet names, use of y/n, mentions of food, hurt Eddie Munson

Words: 3.6k Masterlist

A/N: English is not my first language, so please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes.

You agreed to drive the boys home from the school. You were in your senior year, so you didn't mind to take them with you as you had to drive that way anyway .

Usually it meant, that you had to endure their obnoxiously loud talking, but today they talked in hushed voices.

You weren't really paying much attention to what they were saying, until you heard Steve's name.

You started to intently listen now and you realised, that they were talking about what they did last night.

Something about monsters and some other world, you thought it was DnD. But then they mention Steve and why would Steve be with them ? And also Nancy and Robin were there? You were so confused.

Steve told you, he had to have a dinner with his parents, that he couldn't come over to yours last night.

He basically told you he couldn't hang out with you the whole week, because his parents made him go to some business parties with them.

And now you were being told, that he was out with the kids and also the girls? Why would he lie to you about his plans?

"You played DnD last night?" you asked, wanting to get more information.

"No... -" Mike started to say, but Dustin elbowed him in the ribs, "i mean, yeah. Yes, we did. It was awesome" he said with slightly higher pitched voice. You knew he wasn't telling you the truth.

"Right" i squinted my eyes at them through the rear view mirror.

"And what was Steve doing there?" you asked the boys.

"Oh he drove me to Mike's house, so he stayed over to watch" Dustin said, but it sounded more like a question. He was obviously trying to cover for Steve.

"Really? I thought, he was supposed to have a dinner with his parents" you said, trying not to let the emotions, that you were feeling, known .

"Dinner...-oh yes, he did. He managed to do that before the game" he stated and winced, when he saw your frown. He realised, it wasn't exactly what you wanted to hear.

"Huh, interesting" you laughed dryly. You were visibly upset by now. The boys looked at each other with big eyes, they knew, that they'd fucked up.

Steve told them multiple times, that you had no clue about the Upside down and he didn't want to tell you about it to keep you safe.

"Y/N, is everything okay?" Dustin broke the suffocating silence.

"Yeah fine, i'm fine" you got out, your hands tightening on the steering wheel.

"Um, are you sure?"

"Okay, bye Mike. See you" you ignored his question as you stopped close to Mike's house.

They all quickly scrambled out of your car, yelling 'bye and thanks for the ride'.

"Ugh guys, aren't you going home?" the question was directed at Lucas and Dustin, you thought you were driving them all home.

"No.. , uhh, they are helping me with uh, mowing the grass, bye y/n" they ran away from your car, leaving you without words. They acted so weird, weirder than usual. But you rolled with it and went home.

A million thoughts were running through your head. Like why had Steve lied? Has he lied to you before? And why would he lie in the first place? Was he hiding something? You had no answers for any of them.

You were supposed to go out with Steve tonight, but after you had found out that he'd lied to you, you weren't feeling up for it anymore.

You called him with the excuse of not feeling the best, that the stress from the school got to you. It was partly true, the school was a killer and it made you look forward to just laying in your bed and staying there the whole weekend.

Steve the great boyfriend that he is, he couldn't let you be sick alone and came to take care of you.

You went to open the door, thinking it was the pizza you'd ordered and were left stunned at the sight of Steve at your door.

"Steve! What are you doing here?" you asked surprised.

"Hi pretty girl, it's good to see you, too" he teased and pushed his way into your house, "you said, you weren't feeling okay, so I wanted to come and try to make you feel better."

"Steve, you shouldn't have. It's not even that bad and besides aren't you supposed to be with you parents" you said bitterly, supressing the wanting to use air quotes at the parents part.

"No, i'd rather be with you" he said, completely missing your agitation.

"Really? It didn't seem like it yesterday or the days before" you said, you were still trying to remain calm and not let the hurt get the best of you.

" I told you, i was with my par-"

"Parents, right! How could i forget?! " you scoffed.

"Sweetheart, is everything okay?" Steve caught on, that something was wrong. He noticed now, that you were mad at him and concern immediately filled his body.

"No Steve, everything is not okay. You lied to me, " Steve wanted to speak, but you weren't finished yet, " you lied to me and don't even try to deny it. Were you parents home at all?"

His silence after your question told you enough to know, that they weren't .

"Thought that much" you announced with glossy eyes. Steve wanted to say something, anything at this point, but he didn't know what.

"Are you cheating on me?" you accused him. You knew Steve would never cheat on you, but if he'd lied about this, what else could he have lied about to you?

"No!" he quickly assured you, " i would never do that, you know that sweetheart " he wanted to take a step closer to you, to hold you, so you wouldn't start crying.

"Do i? Do i, Steve? Because i don't think i do. I thought you wouldn't lie to me either and look where we are now" you crossed your arms over your chest.

"C'mon babe, you know me, i would never do anything like that" he desperately argued.

"Then why would you lie? What were you doing the whole week and last night? And don't tell me you played DnD, i doubt that Nancy and Robin would play that game, you wouldn't either" you taunted.

You thought, maybe they just wanted to hang out without you, so they didn't tell you and lied instead. But that didn't seem right.

"We really did played that stupid game. "

He lied.

Again.

You noticed the lie straight away, the tears spilling from your eyes soon after

"Stop lying, i want the truth" you demanded and his heart was breaking at the sight of your hurt face, full of tears. That he caused.

"I-I can't, i want to tell you, i really do. But i can't, i can't" he shook his head.

"Well, if-if you can't tell me the truth, you should just leave" you sniffled.

"I'm doing it to protect you. I don't want to see you get hurt. Please believe me, y/n. Please..." he pleaded.

Protect you? In what universe did he think, that lying would protect you from getting hurt. Especially when he'd already hurt you by doing that.

"Please just leave Steve" you couldn't even see him through all the tears.

"Sweetheart-"he started, but you moved to open the door .

He knew, that you clearly wanted him gone. So he didn't protest anymore. He slowly walked out of the door with defeated expression.

He turned to say i'm sorry, but you slammed the door shut. Your name was stuck at the back of his throat and with a trembling sigh, he got in his car and left. The regret already seeping deep down in his bones.

As soon as you closed the door, you broke down. You slid down against the door, curling into yourself. You couldn't believe what just happened.

Steve admitted, that he'd lied and he still wouldn't tell you the truth. That hurt, like a lot. You cried by the door until the bell rang again.

You didn't bother to open the door, you got up from the ground, walked to your room, slammed down on your bed, slipped under the covers and cried until you fell asleep from all the crying.

That's basically all you did the whole weekend, you refused to get out of your room or accept Steve's calls.You didn't want to see anyone, especially not Steve.

Steve called you many many times, but you didn't answer. You were too hurt to hear his voice, too hurt to even think about him.

You were just watching the movies and eating unhealthy snacks all the time.

You did the same thing today, you prepared movies for the day and made yourself comfortable on the sofa in the living room. After maybe the 4th movie you fell asleep. You woke up god knows how many hours later to the intense pounding on the door.

You shot up to your legs and carefully walked up to the door.

"Y/N, are you here?! We need your help" you heard very familiar voice. Dustin's pleading voice made you fret, so you opened the door without even thinking twice about it.

And the sight after you opened the door made you worry even more. Robin and Steve were both supporting Eddie Munson's unconsciousness body, while looking pretty bad themselves. The breath hitched in your throat, when your eyes caught Steve's.

"You have the first aid training, right? A-and y-you've been volunteering in the hospital too, right?" Dustin panted, his eyes were filled with what you thought was fear. You wanted to study medicine at the university, so of course, you did all of that.

"Yes, but what the hell is going on, Dustin?" you asked perplexed.

"No time to explain now. You need to help Eddie here. He's gotten hurt pretty badly" he gestured to the bloodied boy.

"I can see that, but i don't understand... Did you get mugged or-or..." you had so many questions, they looked like they'd survived an apocalypse.

"Y/N! I will answer your every question, but you need to help him" Dustin insisted.

"But I'm not a doctor, he clearly needs to go to the hospital" i said.

"The people in the town want him dead, we can't take him to the hospital. Please y/n, you're the only one who can help" Dustin eyes were full of tears begging you to help his friend.

"Oh, right. Okay, okay, get in" you opened the door wider and sprinted to your room for the huge first aid kit, you had.

When you came back, Eddie layed on your table. You kneeled next to him and looked at the wounds. Not gonna lie it looked bad.

You took the scissors and cut off his shirt. The wounds looked even worse without the shirt on and they definitely needed stitches.

"G-guys, i don't know if i can do this, it needs stitches and i... -" you started rambling and your hands shook a little.

"You can do it y/n, i know you can" Steve's hand closed around yours and even angry at him, you felt yourself relax under his touch.

"Yeah y/n, you took care of my knee, remember? We know, he is in good hands" Robin chimed in to reasure you, as well.

"Robin that was a scratched knee and not something as big as this" you pointed out.

"So what? You knew, what you were doing then, you'll know what to do now."

"Okay, I w-will try" you sighed. Your hand was still in Steve's, so you pulled it away with slight tremble and got to work.

After you cleared off all of the blood and dirt, you were relieved to find out, that the injuries weren't as awful as you thought them to be.

Still they were pretty bad, so you stitched them up. You felt Steve's eyes on you the whole time, but ignored it along with the feelings in your chest.

An hour later, you were done.

"Will he be okay?"

"I-I think so. He probably lost some blood, but i think he should be o-okay" you uncertainly answered. To be honest, you weren't exactly sure, he would be okay, but you hoped so.

"You did great, you're amazing" Dustin praised you and hugged you real tight.

"I-I tried" you just smiled weakly at the young boy, meanwhile Robin and Steve were on the phone with someone.

"He should hopefully wake up in a few hours and you can tell me everything while we wait" you said.

"You should probably sit down..." he started.

He talked about some demodogs, some other world that is apparently upside down and so much more. By the end of his talking you were even more confused, than you had been before.

But a few things started to add up. Dustin told you, that they discovered the knew supernatural thing occurring in Hawkings last week.

"Wait, Steve-was he with you last week, too?" you asked.

"Yeah, he was" he responded, "look i know, that Steve lied to you, but believe me when i say, that he didn't mean to hurt you" Dustin defended Steve and you realised, that he really was just trying to protect you.

The new knowledge you had about all of this was enough to know it was dangerous. But still, he lied to you and him trying to protect you didn't excuse it.

"I know..." i replied.

"He was really miserable without you, y'know" Dustin said.

"We just talked to Nancy. Max is stabilised, but they don't know when she'll wake up" Steve came in the room with Robin. They both had sour expressions.

"Max? What happened to her?" you puzzled.

"Vecna almost killed her, but we didn't get to see her yet" Dustin explained.

" Oh my god, will she be okay?" you liked the red haired girl. She had a tough year already and this was just too much.

"We don't know" Robin answered.

"She's a fighter, i'm sure she'll be annoying the shit out of me in no time" Steve offered you a hesitant smile, "and what about Eddie, will he be okay?"

"Hopefully, we just have to wait and see, i guess" you were biting your lip from the stress of all of this and Steve noticed it straight away, wishing he could help calm you down.

"Do you have anything to eat, y/n ? I'm literally starving" Robin sat down on your sofa, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, is frozen pizza okay?"

"Are you kidding me? I would eat even a bread with mold at this point. Pizza is amazing" she exasperated and you chuckled at her.

Steve's heart skipped a beat at the sound of your laughter. He sat down next to Robin with a hiss. His sides still bled a little and they hurt a lot.

You noticed Steve's pained look and concern laced your face. He looked, that he was in discomfort. You wanted to ask him if he was okay, but stopped yourself and instead went to put the pizza in the oven.

You slowly washed the blood from your hands in the kitchen sink. Honestly, you needed a breather, all of this was just too much.

You stood with your hands under the running water, your mind was completely elsewhere so you didn't even register Steve coming to stand next to you.

"Hey" he touched your shoulder and you flinched as you didn't expect him to follow you in the kitchen.

He took a quick step back, in the fear that he did something he shouldn't have. He winced again, because of his sudden movement.

"Sorry, didn't see you come in. I was lost in my thoughts" you reassured him.

"What's up with the wincing? Are you hurt, too?" you questioned, trying to find out what was wrong.

"It's nothing" he said, "could we talk?"

"It's not nothing, if you are in pain. Let me have a look at it" you completely ignored his question.

"Seriously, it's alright, i've had worse" he stubbornly said.

"Atleast just let me see it" you wouldn't give up, just as stubborn. He sighed and lifted his shirt up, revealing a soaked with blood bandage, that went across his torso.

"Jesus, Steve! Why haven't you said anything?" you looked at him in disbelieve.

"It's honestly fin-"

"No way, c'mon sit down" you pushed him on the chair, that was next to the dining table and went to get the first aid kit again.

"Uhh can i take the bandage away?"

"S-sure" he stuttured, you were so close to him and yet so far.

You carefully untied it. His bites looked much better than Eddie's.

Steve was looking at you, trying to figure out what to say.

"I have to clean them, so it's gonna hurt" you said as you sprayed an antiseptic spray at the wounds.

"Son of a bit..-"he bit his knuckles, supressing the pain.

"Sorry."

You worked with focus, letting out quiet apologies at Steve's hisses. Steve didn't even care about the pain, he just wanted to talk to you.

You felt Steve's stare at you. I don't even want to talk about the way he was absent-mindlessly rubbing circles on your hip, he kept his hand there to steady you, or so you told yourself.

"I'm done, all okay?" you stood up.

"It's great, thank you, love" he didn't mean for the pet name to slip up, especially not now when you were still angry at him.

"Good" you ignored it and walked to check on the pizza, but Steve's gently wrapped his hand around your wrist.

"I'm sorry y/n, i shouldn't have lied to you" he was trying to catch your gaze.

"Yes, you shouldn't have" you ripped your hand out of his, turned around and walked to the oven. He would have to work for it, if he wanted your forgiveness.

"I deserve this. It wasn't fair of me to lie to you, even if i did it to protect you. I should have been honest with you" you still didn't look at him, " i-i was just so scared, because i don't know what would i do if something had happenned to you. I just couldn't bring myself to tell you, incase you'd get involved and get hurt. I'm so sorry" your anger was slowly going away while he spoke.

"Please, sweetheart. Forgive me" you felt the anger melt away as you heard him sniffle silently.

You softly looked at him and sighed. You couldn't stay mad at him, not when he was giving you the puppy eyes, asking you to love him again.

" I understand if you don't want to see me again. Or if-if you need time" he spoke, not giving you the chance to speak, "I'm sorry" he was about to leave, his eyes fixed on the floor.

"Steve" you murmured. Steve immediately stopped in his steps and turned toward you.

"What?" he lifted his head up.

"Come here" you said. He cautiously walked up to you, he really did look like some lost puppy.

"I forgive you, but..-"

"You do?!"

"Yes, but if you ever lie to me again, i swear i'm never ever speaking to you. I'll ignore your stupid ass" you warned him.

"Never. Never again, baby. It was stupid enough to do it for the first time, not gonna do it again, i promise" he vowed.

"Good, because it really was silly" you confirmed, suppressing the smile, that was trying to show .

"Yeah" he scratched the back of his neck, his cheeks reddening.

"You still have to make it up to me, handsome. "

"Really? I do?" he teased you and you scowled at him, "just kidding. Anything you want, you got it."

"Anything i want?" he nodded.

"How about a kiss?" you coaxed, sheepishly.

"Thought you would never ask" he smirked and was already leaning down to connect his lips with yours in a sweet sweet kiss.

He cupped your face in his hands, tenderly brushing your cheeks as his lepis moved against yours and you ran your hands through his hair, just the way he loved it.

Neither of you wanted to break the kiss, but eventually the loss of oxygen decided for you.

"Missed you" you mumbled against his lips.

"Missed you more, pretty girl" he started plastering your face in kisses.

"So i've heard. Dustin told me you were miserable without me" so were you.

"It's true"he agreed and didn't stop the kisses. You giggled madly at him.

"Steve..."you said breathlessly and he hummed in question, his lips still not leaving your face.

"I gotta go check on the pizza" you tried to push him away, but he only held you tighter.

"No."

"It's gonna be burned" you laughed.

"Don't care, i missed you too much" he gave you another chaste kiss and you didn't resist. You completely melted at his touch.

"Ahem" Robin fake coughed to get your attention.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Eddie is awake" she chuckled, when she saw your embarrassed expression," and just so you know, there's a smoke coming from the oven."

You looked at the oven in alarm, running to open it and put the fire away. You managed to do that, but the pizza was done for.

"Ughh, we obviously can't eat this. I do have another one, but i think we should just order."

"Yup, don't want the house to burn down, because you two are too busy kissing" Robin rolled her eyes and left to order the pizza.

"I enjoyed burning the pizza very much, we should do it again" Steve winked at you with a big smirk on his face and was already pulling you close to him for another kiss.

"Steve!"

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thecameronchronicles · 2 years

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TW: angst, smut, language.

SUMMARY: The night of your graduation leads to a confession you aren't prepared to hear...

WORD COUNT: 3400

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Having heard congratulations on repetition for the last four hours, you found this specific moment of reprieve to truly be a breath of fresh air. But as your feet swayed in the water set just off of the pier behind The Wreck, where your graduation party had been thrown by your proud parents, there was one person in particular you wanted to see above all others and he wasn't even there. Of course, you were grateful who had been; Sarah, John B, Kie, Pope, and even Rafe who was more interested in torturing the pogues than being there for support for his fellow kook. But that dimpled smile you longed to supply the usual warmth was noticeably absent and so too was a piece of your heart.

"Hey-" Kiara and Sarah made their way on either side of you, offering you a red solo cup as you offered a weak smile.

"You doing alright?" You were asked, tears brimming in your eyes at the thought of JJ's absence. But it wasn't the lack of his presence that stung, but the idea of where else he may be.

Another party...another girl...This is what pulled the tears to the forefront. You managed to hide them behind the rim of your cup and swallow them before your friends had noticed.

"Just tired. Have a lot to do before leaving in the morning..." You explained, the idea of leaving the Outer Banks to prepare your apartment in Massachusetts having been the result of immature procrastination. And yet, it was all too real now. The once juvenile wishes of college were soon a reality as you thought of all the memories and connections that would be left behind-but most importantly, the words you never got to say.

"I still don't understand why you're going so early...I mean...you COULD stay here for the summer at least...right?" Kie asked as Pope and John B now joined at your back, leaning against the railing of the dock.

"The apartments fill up fast and its the only one they have available until next year. Otherwise I'd have to get a car and it's just an expense that isn't doable with tuition and everything-" You confessed, barely a kook by financial status, but more a pogue at heart anyway.

"You should just stay. We have colleges here you know..." John B added as Pope would cast a glare as he shrugged to this scrutiny.

"Just saying if maybe you stuck around a bit that-" John B was now hit by Pope, a swat that was noted by everyone but mentioned by noone.

"Has uh...anybody seen JJ?" You finally asked when the curiosity had become too much for you. In truth, you wanted to yell at him for letting you down, but if he were to emerge behind you, even a second before the party was over, hell, even just before you left, you'd forgive him for all of it.

But with the expressions of shared disappointment in their faces, you came to understand that this wouldn't be the case.

"Last I saw he was going to The Phantom with a six pack and-" Kie nudged Sarah as you were now beginning to pick up on a mutual secret in which you were excluded.

"Okay, what is going on? You are all acting weirder than normal-"

"Excuse you!" Sarah teased as you shrugged.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not that bad. What? Did he drink too much last night and is in some random girl's house sleeping off a hangover?" When nobody answered, you realized you were close enough to the truth for them to not correct you. It was a truth that stung in a way you didn't deserve to feel as JJ was just a friend. And yet, you loved him since you could remember...

"Right. Well...I should probably get back to the party-".

In unison they tried to call you back to finish consoling you as you would finish your feigned smiles and explanations for your future, all while suppressing tears and thinking of the one person you wanted there who was nowhere in sight. Of course, you thought you'd witnessed him in a few guests you didn't know by name due to the blonde hair or side profile wearing dimples. But alas, none were him.

You helped in cleaning up the excess party waste, having been given enough well wishes and congratulations to make your head spin before finally returning home. But you wouldn't make it in the front door without your emotions getting the best of you.

You blamed yourself. You blamed your friends. You blamed everyone. But him. This was because you couldn't. After all, there was no way he could tell what you thought of him after years of banter and coquettish quips never taken too seriously. Even in the glances held a bit too long, deep and shallow conversations filled with laughter and tears, even the drunk and high mishaps in where lips and hands may have teased-you never crossed a line you couldn't joke away. And it was your greatest regret.

All you wanted was to sleep. All you wanted was to sleep so you could leave. But the second you opened your bedroom door, the sight of the boy you'd longed for was now waiting for you. But where you wanted to berate him for his absence, the pain in your heart, and the anger boiling just beneath the surface. You couldn't bring yourself to do anything but stand stilled once noticing the puffiness of his own emotions beneath cheeks still damp from recent tears.

"JJ?"

He looked at you for only a second before pulling his focus back to his hands, awkwardly crossed in front of him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I didn't want to be there..." He confessed as your eyes narrowed at him.

"And you had to come HERE to tell me that? I kind of figured that when you didn't show up..."

He paused before finally rising to his feet. "How long have you been here?" You questioned.

"Since the party started..."

"And you couldn't just pop on over and say hey?"

"I couldn't." He spoke, immediately defensive, as you couldn't hide your glare.

"Enlightening..." You scoffed, too hurt to nurse his own emotions.

"Forget it..." He spoke, moving towards the door before you took hold of his arm. He wasn't going to get to leave with his sporadic behaviors without some sort of explanation. No matter how painful.

"No! Tell me why you are here in my room at nine at night but couldn't spare just two seconds to say goodbye to me-"

"Because I couldn't say goodbye!" He finally charged, the confession hanging in the air for too long to be a mere remark. The weight of it was felt by you both.

"JJ-"

"No..you know what? Screw this. You're gonna head off tomorrow for your future, start school and meet some guy who actually deserves you...but you need to know before you go..."

"Know what?" You asked sheepishly, half disbelieving of his words as they inched closer to those you'd always wanted to hear.

"We all knew Pope was gonna get out of here. That Kie was gonna save the animals one turtle at a time...that John B would be here with me...but YOU...I can't stand the thought of you leaving...all of them...I could...but not you. Because every single one of them have left...everyone but you. You were there everytime I needed someone. Even when I didn't. Even when I fought it. And now you're gonna leave and I-shit! I couldn't ruin your last night here by you seeing what you leaving would do to me...it would...it IS killing me-" He paused, your silence making him instantly regret his confession.

"So go on...tell me to go to hell, tell me you could never be with me...but Jesus, just say SOMETHING!" You paused for a second to consider your words before moving towards the door. His head came to a bow in believing you would kick him out or simply leave without so much as a deep breath.

"It's about time, Maybank." You moved to the tips of your toes, tears falling down your cheeks as you carried your lips to him, well aware he wouldn't initiate in fear of ruining the frail relationship he made brittle by his confession.

"I mean it...I even tried to get into your college but was rejected faster than I could even really apply-Pope even helped me with this essay and-" He began to ramble as you silenced him with another kiss, reservation behind his lips.

"J? I have to leave in about eight hours...And although I want to hear all of those sweet things, I would rather have you just show me..." You were brave in your sexuality, in a way you'd never been before. But then again, you'd never wanted anyone quite like you needed him before. Any prior experiences were lackluster distractions, almost preparation for this moment. And yet, he couldn't bring himself to believe it was happening, but still, he wouldn't waste another moment when your eagerness spoke in place of any distinction.

"J?" You asked as he held you in place for some time, kissing with passion, but keeping his hands on your hips as if this had been a kiss exchanged at a heavily chaperoned dance-unacceptable for the contrast of how you burned for him.

"Hmmm?"

"Is something wrong?"

"No!"

"Then why aren't you touching me?" He scoffed, hands shaking your hips.

"I am..."

"No..." You lowered his hands to your butt as you brought your lips to his ear.

"Why are you holding back?"

"Because I don't want to scare you..." He confessed, eyes closed once feeling your teeth tease the lobe of his ear, "The things I want to do to you...I don't want to be gentle but you deserve-"

"I want you to touch me, JJ...I want you to kiss me...I want you to...fuck me." He swallowed hard to your words, certain he was hallucinating them as he'd waited so long and you were so bold in comparison to your usual reservation to all things sexual.

He would now take your face between his hands, holding you until your forehead rested on his, walking you towards the bed as he spoke; "Promise me if It’s too much that you'll stop me...no matter if It's two seconds from now or when I'm inside of you-" Your eyes glazed over with the fire borne from this thought. The imagery of that moment coming to you in an erotic flash as you nodded.

"I mean it-"

"I promise..." This validation was all he needed to pounce. Your back collided to the bed before you'd even realized you were no longer vertical to gravity. Instead, you were tangled within him, no further reservation as he assaulted your mouth with every ounce of desire he could muster, seemingly stealing your breath in the process.

"You're so fucking beautiful...It always killed me that I couldn't say it...or touch you..." His lips fell to your neck, a soft reprieve to the animalistic fervor just seconds prior.

"Well, you can now..."

"Oh, I intend to, sweetheart." He spoke with mischief, eyes illuminated with humor and contentment.

His lips continued beyond your neck, kissing the exposed curve of each breast while his hands rode the lines of your hips, allowed by your skirt.

"I just want to make you feel good...Give you a reason to come back..."

"JJ-" You meant to ease his insecurities, but became silenced by his lips pressed intentionally to quiet you.

"I want you to think about me anytime another guy does as much as looks at you...I want you to feel me inside of you and remember how I can make you feel." You felt his hands continue to explore your skin before coming to your panties, searching for your clit over your lacy underwear.

"God-you're so wet...making it so easy for me, aren't you?" You nodded as he grinned, his fingers pulling circles over your throbbing bundle of nerves as you began to rock into him.

"Feels so good..." You groaned, a smile from his face being the last vision before your eyes rolled closed to the tease of his finger penetrating your entrance.

"So tight...Shit, baby..."

"JJ! Please don't stop!"

"Wasn't planning on it, cupcake..." He spoke almost as more or a tease before lowering between your legs, small kisses on your thighs before taking over for the retraction of his fingers. Sucking on your clit, flickers of his tongue forcing your hips to mirror each time he made contact, he would keep you still by the draped arm set across your lips.

"Relax baby...Let me take care of you..." You nodded, the pleasure of his mouth having banished all sense of worry from your mind. You trusted him. And he reveled in this.

"Mmm..." He moaned into you, your body accepting his vibrations with enthusiasm as he smirked against you.

"You want me to make you cum this way?" You nodded to his question as he grinned again, this time returning to you with devout focus. Pulling either of your legs over each shoulder, he yanked you to the very edge of the bed before committing to you with vigor. The sounds, too erotic, were only intensified further by his moans and groans of approval.

"Oh God...JJ! Please don't stop-Please!" He bit down playfully on your clit, two fingers pumping into you at an ungodly pace as he was otherwise silent beneath you.

"I'm...fuck, I'm gonna cum! You're gonna make me cum..." He nodded, the first wave of pleasure making you tremble against him as your grip within his hair left his already effortlessly loose locks in further disarray as he continued his motions until he was certain you'd met the extent of your high.

Cleaning up your release with his tongue, your body convulsing as he purposely teased what was now sensitive, he rose with the most victorious smile, as your eyes were darkened in lust against him.

"Even better than I imagined..." He explained with a tease as you pulled him by his arms, your hand now taking hold of his erection. His shaft greeted by your grasp, precum used to lubricate him, as he moaned against you.

"Baby-" He warned.

"I want to...I need to make you feel good, too JJ...please let me..." He nodded, remaining set on one knee as the other remained at a rest between your thighs. He rested into your neck as you continued to pleasure him, squeezing and twisting in perfect yet precise corkscrew motions as he cursed into your skin.

"Fuck!" He grunted finally before your second hand worked the edges of his pants until he was almost completely naked, enough of his body revealed to feel the majority of it against you as he pulled your hand away from him.

"I've wanted this for so long..."

"Me too, J-" He scoffed, the words sweetened when verified by you.

"You're sure? Because once I start...there's no going back-"

"I don't ever want to go back..." He agrees with the pull of a grimace on the corner of his lips as he moved back down to kiss you, this time, using his cock on the folds of your dripping yet sensitive pussy.

"I'm gonna go slow at first..." You nodded as you watched him slide the tip of his cock into you, the sight too sexual to keep a focus. Instead, you threw your head back as he moved in painfully slow proximity to your center, stretching you beyond anyone who tried prior, until feeling him bottom out and still.

"Doing alright?"

"Please JJ-move- '' He grunted before nodding, obliging in eagerness as the most sinful of moans left his lips.

"Shit, princess...You're so fucking tight...I...mmm..." Your fingers in his hips kept him against you by your command until you began the motions in which he followed.

"Harder, J-" Once again, he obeyed.

"I want you to cum...I want to make you cum..."

"Oh God, you're killing me..."

"I want to take you with me, JJ!"

"Then take me...ALL OF ME!" He was harsh in his thrusts, your mouth hanging open when feeling him extend his entire impressive cock into you, hitting every nerve as you moaned beneath him.

"Fuck sweetheart-I want you to ride me...I wanna watch you cum..." You agreed, the cruel withdrawal of this shaft quickly mended once repositioned. You hesitated prior to returning to this penetration however, as you lowered enough to take him into your mouth, making quick work of the pleasure he'd offer you.

"Oh shit! You're-you're so fucking good!" He groaned behind clenched teeth as you bobbed faster as his hand wrapped your loose hair within his fingers. Only a few more pumps of his cock forcing tears from your eyes before he pulled you upwards, firmly but not enough to cause pain, while still remaining dominant.

"Ride me until you cum baby girl...I wanna watch you fall apart over my cock..." You grinned, pulling your dress completely off of your body as his hands were gluttonous over you. Hips, breasts, ass-everything he could feel before feeling the reconnect you offered by collecting his thick dick and presenting it to you for safekeeping.

You began to rock and bob, testing which he preferred until he began to direct your hips with sharp nails eating into your skin.

"So good...so fuckin' good...made for me..." You nodded, hands presented softly against his chest as you took control of him, speed and depth supplied and slowed by you. When his eyes crept open to witness the vixen you'd become when continuing these motions, he was spent, eyes committing to a role to the once sweet tempered girl now defying gravity all to please him by riding his cock.

"You're too damn good...I'm not gonna last-"

"Cum for me, JJ-"

"Not without you." He suddenly rose against you, lips at an attack to your breast while he continued to loft and slam you onto you.

"Cum with me-" He reiterated, breathlessly and in a near whimper, as his thumb came to your clit.

"I love making you moan, its the sexiest thing I've ever heard..." You threw your head back, his lips now exchanged between your neck and your chest as you became a vice around his cock.

"Gonna cum for me again, sweetheart?"

"Ye-yes JJ...I'm...so...cl-close!" You struggled to speak, maintaining your ride over him in the process.

"Me too baby...You're squeezing me so tight...oh fuck-" He rolled up into you, sharp thrusts and pull of ymthe back of your neck locking you in place acting as permission for your body to release once more against him.

"Cum...please baby...cum for me..."

"JJ!" In the same way you pleaded his name, he had echoed yours, the ribbons of his release now within you in commitment of his desire for you.

"Shit..." He spoke with exhaustion, falling exhausted at your side.

"Yeah..."

"Why in the hell didn't we do that before?" He teased as you gave him an "Are you serious" expression. He smirked before pulling you against his chest, a soft kiss to your forehead validating hie this was mkre rhan sex. It was compassion, friendship blossomed into desire. But as the warmth of his embrace was appreciated, he would then threaten this as he moved to collect his clothes.

"Where are you going?" You whined behind a smirk.

"You need to get some sleep..."

"But..." You now moved to your knees, matching his height due to the bed.

"We still have a few hours...And...I want to feel you in every way you're willing to have me." His brow cocked.

"Really?" You nodded.

"We have a lot of time to make up for, JJ..." He pulled you in for a kiss, dominant grip within your hair.

"Then get on all fours, baby...I'm not going easy on you this time..."

The pounding of his body raging within you was understandable and yet still an understatement for the desire he felt for you. Bringing you both to another set of orgasms in which you were both left shaking, you found peace in each others arms once again, exhausted to the point of borderline narcolepsy.

"Stay..." You whispered in his attempt to withdraw from you.

"Always…” He agreed, drifting off to sleep at your back, giving you one hell of a graduation present in the form of his confession...

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25. Laser Tag Gone Wrong - The Next Mutation

Let's take a trip to Joe's Laser Funhouse

Some thoughts on "The Good Dragon" (S1E23). I've said before Venus and Raph are besties in this show, and I stand by that, but they also give off baby sister and big brother vibes, especially in this episode. It adds an interesting perspective when they butt heads over Raph being too protective and Venus declaring she doesn't need protecting. This is true; she kicks serious shell, and Raph knows it.

ACTUALLY WAIT, DO YOU KNOW WHAT INTERPRETATION WOULD BE SO MUCH BETTER?? THEY BOTH THINK OF THEMSELF AS THE OLDER SIBLING. This is perfect. Venus was so sad when Leo said they weren't related (part of my list of things to ignore). I swear she wanted to be their mysterious, long-lost sister so bad. So I imagine she gets to New York, meets the guys, and is like, ah yes, four little brothers, how exciting I've always wanted to be a sister. But Raph, who is the protector ever, meets Venus and is like, ay sweet, baby sis acquired. You guys, I'm so big brain for this. Okay, on to the actual episode.

Brief Inexhaustive List of Ignorable Things:

every incorrect use of the term shinobi, forget the word exists in this show it will make your life easier

weird out of sync running sound effects

weirder dragon noises

the dragons do not look like dragons, they look like humans in baggy clothes, green body paint made to look vaguely like scales, and red-eye contacts

on that note Venus' plastron

don't know how I never realised this before, but there's a scene in the opening where Leo's in yellow instead of dark blue??

whatever puns you don't like, it's 70-30 for me on which land or not

My Commentary:

We open at Joe's Laser Funhouse

Raph and Venus are playing laser tag

Raph: "Oh, Venus! I'm coming for you!"

Raph could probably afford to sound a little less serial killer, but that would be boring, actually

R: "Ya mess with the best, ya fall like the rest"

Raph might just be posing

BUT

I choose to believe he is actually the laser tag champ in this version

R: "Raph rocks"

yes, you do, honey, never change

or maybe do because Venus immediately tags him

or not

not sure if she completely missed him from five feet away or if Raph did actually cheat somehow like she insinuates

R: "Want fair? See a judge"

what could you possibly know about the US judicial system

Venus: "This here town ain't big enough for the both of us"

who showed Venus a Western!! I'm not mad, I just wanna talk!!

literally the cutest thing ever

V: "Draw!"

except it's NOT Raph it's a dragon

good thing he's super dramatic and ominously inches his laser closer to Venus so that OTHER dragon can come in and knock him out

you know, the titular Good Dragon

R: "D'you know why they call them dragons? 'Cause they're a major drag"

Raph saves the day with the power of ninjutsu and puns

After two PowerPoint transitions, we arrive at the lair

obligatory Venus getting mad about it Raph rescuing her all the time

R: "Ah, quit being such a weenie, I'd've done it for anyone"

which is not inaccurate

but we know the truth, he just wants to watch his sister's back

proceeds to jack Mikey's food and leave

Quick jump over to the Dragon Lord's Lair

turns out Joe's Laser Funhouse is actually the Good Dragon's hideout

Mikey: "Hey, Raph! What's the mutatious babe up to?"

you know Raph's hovering when folks start asking him what Venus is up to

he is, in fact, just watching her meditate in this scene

yes, Mikey calls her that. no, I don't know why

I've just been reading it as a silly Mikey thing

Back to Joe's Laser Funhouse

can't believe Venus got past Raph to Joe's Laser Funhouse by herself

V: "Good doggie! Sit! Stay!"

Good Dragon v. rabid dog

FIGHT

R: "Ay, yo! Mei Pieh Chi!"

never mind, there he is

comes in a-shoutin', but it's really sweet that he uses her real name!

alternatively, calling her by her legal name for the full big brother effect

R: "Where you hidin', huh?"

she sneaks up on and judo-flips him

why? why not

as far as I remember, Raph is the only turtle Venus consistently chooses violence with

V: "Goo!" R: "Uh, that's boo, Venus" V: "No. When you're packing these it's 'goo'"

excuse you, Raphael, she got that colloquialism wrong on purpose

they are very physical and constantly in each other's faces in this episode, such sibling behavior

oh no, he fell for the classic made you look + mystic goo ball getaway!

R: "I've been psyched out by a peace-loving mutant!"

hilarious because she gets into and out of as many fights as he does

Raph, I hate to break it to you, but you are also a mutant

V: "Being hunted isn't so bad, trust me I know. Sometimes I even enjoy it"

girl, we need to get you some new nemeses and professional help

V: "Gee, Raphael, you see kind of angry"

metaphorically and then literally pokes the beast

see could be little or big sibling behavior, I don't know

R: "Oh, boy"

he says, after getting kicked into a dumpster and dragged away

V: "Raphael's in the trash!"

how she chooses to announce to the lair that Raph has been kicked into a dumpster and dragged away

Leo: "There's no dragon alive that Raph can't wail on"

okay, Leo's faith in him is really sweet

Donnie: "A . . ." L: "B. . ." M: "3. . ." D: "Shouldn't that have been C?"

Donnie, why do you even bother

Splinter: "Teenagers! Ugh, can't get used to them"

Splinter when nobody ever tells him anything

he's like, where are you going? where is my son???

and they just leave

PowerPoint transition to Props Props Props

that's the name of the prop warehouse Raph is being held captive in

Raph is tied up with tinsel and string lights

why would a dragon who likely has no concept of Christmas also put a star on his head?

Did Raph tell him to do it?

who knows, but Raph is very bothered by looking like a Christmas tree, and the Christmas music in the background sells it

R: "There's no shame in, uh, being good"

Raph's attempts at negotiation

unfortunately, said dragon reacts like he's been called a slur

Good Dragon: "You're my only hope . . . I'll sacrifice you to prove my loyalty"

you have been chosen

farewell, Raphael

you go on to a better place

R: "Here's the concept: you untie Raph, Raph will fight, okay?"

everyone just leaves him tied up while they have an epic fight scene

guys, please, he just wants to fight

this is like his third or fourth entreaty to be untied

V: "Merry Mutant Christmas!

as she drives a pair of dragons pulling her around on a sleigh

one is wearing a zebra mask, and the other has a sombrero that she put on them to blind them? I think?

Venus goes ham in this fight

R: "You know, I sorta liked that Good Dragon dude. He wasn't like a dragon. He was more like, uh, like a turtle!"

Raph has two categories: turtles and everyone else

if he decides you're chill, you get to be an honorary turtle

L: "Raph finally makes a friend, and it turns out to be the enemy!"

Leo, don't do him like this

this is like the fourth to last episode, he's made other friends

like Andre and the gorilla

does the baby turtle count?

Raph gets along well with animals

R: "Hey! He wasn't my friend! He was Venus' friend!"

the turtle doth protest too much, methinks

goes to sulk on the couch with his sister

jokes on him, she will not be a reprieve from the mocking

V: "Actually, I think he liked you best" R: "Oh yeah? how's that?" V: "Well, you guys have more in common . . . You're both pig-headed!"

Venus never wastes an opportunity to make fun of Raph

such big sibling energy to me

gets laughed out of the lair and goes for a ride on his . . . hog . . .

All in all, a delightful episode. Love the new insights I had about Venus and Raph's relationship. Laser tag gone wrong in the funniest way possible.

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Bonus: memes for Splinter in these trying times.

#march for raph #still on my tnm is actually good if you ignore all of the bad stuff agenda #raphael splinterson #venus de milo #master splinter #michelangelo splinterson #leonardo splinterson #the good dragon #the next mutation #tmnt #whattrainofthought

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elyachkins · 3 months

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random playboyy ep8 ramblings

the sex advert scene is everything to me. i think playboyy would benefit so much from being even weirder and more daring when it comes to being silly and playful

i find it so interesting that i've started this show fully invested in zouey and first (soong and teena as a consequence), but now i don't really care about them that much... i do care about the ideas and messages their stories are conveying, but as actual characters? *shrugs* i feel like it might be the case of me preferring slower character development, and them moving too fast from place to place

that being said i appreciate that we got to see a dom drop and soong comforting first

nont on the other hand. i'm so invested in him. loosing the sense of self and belonging while also dealing with the fact your twin was (or is, you're not even sure) not the person you'd thought? give me more of that, please and thank you

i have no idea what is going on with prom, but i'm intrigued. i still get the vibes that he knows some things or at least suspects, but also has too much to lose if he acts on his own, so he's using nont as a proxy to find out the truth

porsche and aob are number one victims of too little screentime this episode. i don't like to judge character's acrs until the end of the story, but i think i deserve to know at least a little bit more while we're not there yet, so i can actually care and empathise with them?

phop and nuth's scene had such a pretty lighting, and composition, and just general Vibes. they continue to exist in their own little indie gay movie (at least when they don't interact with any other characters in this show), and honestly? good for them! hope they both recover and end up in a better place mentally and financially

#playboyy the series #overall i've enjoyed this episode actually

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People flip on Jasmine and it’s weird lol. Her possibly dating that guy isn’t weird, fans just gotta grow up; people change and developing feelings for a friend later down the line shouldn’t raise any suspicion if you have even a modicum of real life experience in growth. Also, it’s not about people viewing Jasmine as a perfect person, it’s about how people are sitting on here fabricating stories to make her the bad guy suddenly.

Like "also highly doubt anthony was going to clear up anything, so most likely whatever Jasmine has told people is the way they will believe." You do not know these people and you are assuming the worst of this woman that she would simply lie and mislead people all the while he's just this saint who would let himself take the fall? That is textbook misogyny, really. Have your fun, be a delusional stan, it’s all well and good, but there is some misogyny in there and I'm sure that's a tough pill to swallow but it's the truth.

oh this is an interesting one lmaooo. i honestly think it’s a weirder approach to act like someone is innocent just because she’s a woman. the entirety of this situation has been based on assumptions. we are not positive he cheated. we are not positive about nearly anything in this situation. were people not fabricating stories the entire time about both sides? i believe they were. the other side of this is..you’re acting like this man is the devil himself with no actual proof. it’s a double sided situation and you can’t act like there’s proof on either side because there literally isn’t. living in real life is accepting that a gender doesn’t negate someone’s behavior or character. not all men are evil human beings just because they are men. i think it’s okay to accept that.

your sentence about being able to relate real life experience in growth would mean that one wouldn’t question these situations. as someone who is quite literally in one of these situations currently, yes, people absolutely 100% question it. specifically because this person said they had feelings towards me when they were with their ex and is just now acting on it. specific things like that are why i question these relationships. all in all, it’s my opinion. i am very much allowed to have my own opinion and you are as well. my opinion will be shared on my blog, so feel free to make your own blog to share your feelings if you do not enjoy mine.

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How do you feel about the massive amount of powers in breaking dawn? because I thought it was supposed to be a rare thing.

Yeah, not my favorite.

I think in the Bree book someone says powers are like "1 in 50" and honestly Freaky Fred being the only obviously powered one (I think Raoul might have had some minor ability to get weak-willed people to follow him, but that's fuzzy. I mean is that a power or is that just his personality? Because people can do that in real life, too) makes sense and demonstrates that powers are rare.

The Cullens, and the gathering in Breaking Dawn, um, not so much.

And sure, you can argue that the Cullens have other friends who don't haver powers but they specifically asked the powered ones to come because they'd be more useful in a fight against the Volturi. And like I guess but I don't feel like that's the vibe SM was going for, I feel like once she got to this part of Forever/Breaking Dawn she was just going full on X-Men and having fun making up cool powers and it got out of hand.

I mean Benjamin . . . what IS that? He actually had fire magic as a human? And then as a vampire he can control all the elements? That's so weird! That's so much more weird than Alice having premonitions or Edward being able to "read" people. And other than fire (which he doesn't use as a weapon in the story for some reason?) HOW would his gift be useful to a vampire? Like, cool water fountain, but it's not going to help in a fight. I guess opening up a fissure in the earth is something but . . . meh. It was Too Much for me.

And then you have Zafrina's power, which is neat, but doesn't it undermine the whole "Renesmee used her power to show everyone the truth" thing? Why are they so sure that Renesmee is showing them the truth when Zafrina can make them see whatever she wants? (Also why should a half vampire have a full power when plenty of full vampires don't?)

And then there's just how overpowered the Cullens are now. Powers are supposed to be rare, and now if you count Nessie, 5 out of 9 members of the coven have them! We're told in MS that Edward and Alice (and Jasper I guess?) are the "freaks among the freaks," even weirder and more other than other vampires, but by the end of the story it feels like instead of them being exceptional and strange, Carlisle, Esme, Emmett and Rosalie are less than because they DON'T have powers. (I know some people headcanon that Carlisle does have some subtle gift, or that compassion/love/strength/beauty 'count' but I'm talking actual, quantifiable gifts like Alice, Edward, Bella, Jasper and Nessie have. Freaky psychic stuff. Not like, an "everyone likes me!" aura that could just be personality and manners).

Personally I've never really been into superheroes so powers for powers sake are not interesting to me and I liked it better when they were rare. Would have loved for Bella to not have a power but obviously she was going to have one. Most of my favorite characters don't have powers, other than Aro and Siobhan.

And honestly I think the Romanians still being around after all this time is more impressive because they don't have a power. Carlisle gathering all these friends and accidentally creating a coven powerful enough to rival the Volturi is more interesting to me if he's NOT gifted. But that's just me!

#asks

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The fandom pushed the "Sean knows it's not Black" idea so much that I believed it. Even if the show itself didn’t make me believe it?? It's so funny (and interesting) to notice that we've watched the show while being sure of it. The show didn’t mislead us that much, the fandom extrapolated the signs to the point of certainty. But the show never made it obvious for me that Sean knew Black wasn’t Black. The fandom did. So I need to rewatch the show without this certainity. With only the show's clues, putting the fandom's theories aside. It will be another experience all together! I love the fact that Sean always believed Black was Black (only a bit weirder) and that’s he's heartbroken (until White explains him the truth). This show's different facets is really interesting !

hmm I disagree anon.

the sean-knows-its-black theory made its rounds in the fandom for sure but that didn't come from nowhere. The show did push the narrative that he knows - not from the beginning, but about halfway through they started to drop hints. And I guess this could be up for personal interpretation but to me, Sean started to get suspicious around episode 6 (props to Off btw bc he portrayed these emotions perfectly) He's been pointing out that "black" is acting different, both to his friends and even to white’s face. Which doesn't mean that he knew obviously and you're right, there was no point in the narrative where it was confirmed that he does know - But I think it was still pretty obvious. And apparently I wasn't the only one haha. Everything climaxed in him finding the glasses and eventually asking him if he has a sibling, which White confirmed. It doesn't really get much more obvious than that if you ask me.

Of course the fandom amplified the whole thing but the show did drop several hints. Which is why I was so flabbergasted and confused why they made it clear that Sean apparently does not know. I'm still waiting for a "ofc I knew it wasn't you, I was just testing you, u dumbass" moment but for now it feels off lol. (pun unintended)

xxx

#not me #theories #seanwhite #seanblack

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nagito-kissmaeda · 3 years

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Horny on Main Disease - Komaeda x Reader

Summary: Reader catches a strain of the despair disease that means she says everything she is thinking. Kind of awkward considering all she can think about is how much she wants to jump Komaeda's bones. This is intended to be sort of funny, but i still wrote it pretty seriously, just want to make it clear that i did not half ass the smut. i whole assed it.

Word count: 4444 Contains: fem reader, they/them pronouns, despair disease, explict sexual content, unsafe sex, voyeurism Read on AO3 ミ☆ Please send me a DM or an ask if you’d like me to write something for you!

It’s not even a particularly hot day, and yet you’re sweating bullets as you walk over to the dining hall like you do every morning. Your legs are wobbly and your head is aching something terrible, you assume that you’ve caught a cold or something , whatever the problem is, it’s going to be a question for Tsumiki when you meet up with her at breakfast.

Kuzuryu is standing out by the pool, pensively staring into the still water. He probably misses Pekoyama, but you’re smart enough to know not to-

“Hey, Kuzuryu! I bet you miss your dead girlfriend, huh?”

He just stares at you, and it takes a good few seconds for you to even realise what you just said out loud. You clap a hand over your mouth, horrified.

“I don’t know why I said that!” You squeak

Kuzuryu doesn’t look...angry? He shakes his head at you and sighs, “you’re acting weird today too, aren’t you?”

“What? Weird? Who’s weird?”

“Owari was here a few minutes ago, bawling her eyes out on the ground.” He crosses his arms and looks away from you, “I think the bear is planning something again.”

You nod sternly, “anyone with tits as big as Owari has nothing to cry about! Something is definitely suspicious.”

Oh god why did you say that??

“Oh god, why did I say that??”

You just keep saying everything you’re thinking!

“I just keep saying everything I’m-“

Kuzuryu grabs you by the wrist and starts tugging you towards the dining hall, “something is definitely fucked up.” He looks down at where his hand is gripping yours, “Jesus Christ, your skin is on fire!”

“Yeah, cause I’m hot !” That was already an embarrassing thing to say, you are horrified when your mouth drops open again to follow it up with, “bow-chicka-wow-wow!”

There is definitely something wrong with you. In general you are the sort of person who takes the time to carefully curate every word that leaves your mouth, the fact that you are just speaking without even thinking about it is bizarre and alarming. The ache in your head is also steadily growing stronger and you’re starting to feel dizzy, maybe you’re just delirious with flu? It doesn't make sense for you to catch the flu on an abandoned island, but weirder things have happened already.

It is at this moment that you realise you have been (only semi-coherently) mumbling your full internal tirade outloud to Kuzuryu, who is now helping you up the stairs to the dining hall. He has very diplomatically, been either ignoring, or at least pretending to ignore everything you have been saying.

“You’re nice. Probably the politest yakuza i’ve ever met.” you pause, “I’ve never met another yakuza, i'm not sure why i said it like that.”

Kuzuryu scoffs and tugs you up at the last step. Deigning to give your comment any sort of response.

As you step up onto the dining hall landing, you freeze. This is dangerous. Your nails are biting into the skin of your palms, and your already warm face feels even hotter. Don't look at him, don't think about him, don't look at him, don't think about him. Kuzuryu is giving you a look, you must be verbalising your own mental gymnastics, but that is less embarrassing than the alternative.

“Don't look at him, don't think about him, don't look at him, don't think-”

You look up, like an idiot . Komaeda is sitting by the window with his chin in his palm, just sort of staring off into the middle distance, not really looking at anything. The morning sun cascades through the window and catches in his hair. It shimmers. Your heart twists and turns in your chest, you have been trying to keep this little fascination of yours under wraps, but he slowly closes his eyes and takes a deep breath in through his nose and-

“He looks like an angel .” You say, and you say it loudly.

All eyes in the room turn to you. Hinata especially is looking at you with his particular brand of exhaustion, that says this is not the first weird thing he has heard today. You scramble, trying desperately to think about anything other than Komaeda, to stop yourself from saying anything stupid. In your desperation, what you say is: “Yes hello! I was talking about anyone in this room apart from Komaeda. Please do not be confused, it was not Komaeda. I want to make it crystal clear that i am NOT attracted to Nagito Komaeda. This is a very convincing lie and you all believe me!”

Mioda straightens her spine and salutes you, “Roger! You are not attracted to Komaeda, I believe you!”

Your sweating even more now, it’s getting hard to breathe, “Forget I said anything!”

Mioda salutes again, “Consider it forgotten!”

“What is happening?! ” Hinata exclaims, gesturing wildly to you, Mioda, and Owari who you suddenly notice is leaning against the far wall and sobbing, “This is not normal!”

Your eyes slip to Komaeda again. He is looking at you and he is blushing-

“He looks so...cute…” You whisper, and Hinata yelps.

“Why are you all being so weird???? ”

Monokuma takes that as his cue to finally show up. Waltzing on into the dining hall like he owns the place, clearly buzzing with excitement, “A good question!” He says, clamoring up onto a vacant chair and holding a paw in front of his face to hide his laughter, “ Oooh , this is my best motive yet! Looks like three members of the class have come down with a bad case of the despair disease!”

“D-Despair Disease?” Tsumiki contributes, nervously playing with her hands, “I’ve never heard of such a thing!”

“Yeah, well. It’s pretty self explanatory!” Monokuma says, “The main symptom is high fever, along with some other fun despair related effects! It’s a bit of a mixed bag though and no two cases are the same! For example, Moida is suffering from the Gullible Disease...Owari has the Cowards Disease.” Then, Monokuma points his stubby little paw in your direction, “And you have the No Filter Disease. You just say whatever you’re thinking! It’s been lots of fun so far, upupupupu~”

“Oh, does that mean all those things they were just saying about Komaeda were the truth?” Sonia says. Her brows draw together, and she taps her lips with a finger, “How interesting.”

“It’s not my fault he’s gorgeous!” the words escape you before you have a chance to stop them. You squeal and clap a hand over your mouth before you start talking again. Komaeda is now bright red to the tips of his ears.

“That was true? GROSS!” Saionji exclaims.

You glare at Monokuma, “If you wouldn't kill me for doing it, I'd rip out all your stuffing right now.”

Monokuma withers a little, “Aw~ Is that what you really feel? Here I was thinking we were great friends.”

“I’ll gut you like a fish.” you pause, “a bear-fish.” another pause, “a fish-bear.” You groan, “UGH, I can’t stop saying stupid things! I’m all sweaty! This sucks !”

Tsumiki steps over to you, her hand is shaking as she brings it up to your forehead.

“Oh…” you breathe, “your hand is cold.”

“S-Sorry! I’m just checking your temperature.”

“You smell like lavender.”

She recoils a little, “It’s j-just my shampoo!!'' Then she shakes her head and turns to the rest of the group, “Monokuma is telling the truth. They’ve got a fever.”

Hinata hurriedly presses his hand against the foreheads of both Owari and Moida, confirming that they’re also burning up, “What do we do, Tsumiki?”

Before she can answer, Monokuma pipes up again, “did I forget to mention? It’s contagious~~”

Saionji squeals and backpedals all the way to the stairs, “Contagious!?”

“Yeah and I'm a conta- genius . Get it?”

Souda gives you an uncomfortable look and scratches the back of his neck, “How much space in your brain is taken up by bad puns?”

You’re feeling really dizzy now, “A lot of it! But usually I don't say any of them!” your knees wobble and you almost fall over, luckily Tsumiki is still close enough to grab you before you topple to the ground, “I am going to kill that goddamn bear .”

“Could-could someone help me?” Tsumiki squeaks, “If i keep holding them up like this we-we’re just both going to fall over.”

You giggle a little, slipping into a semi-delirium as you cling to Tsumiki for dear life. Hinata and the others start working on a plan to keep everyone safe until the illness runs its course, “Hey Tsumiki…” you whisper, “Komaeda’s got real nice hands, huh?” she is too busy trying to keep you upright to answer, “I want him to carry me. Unless I'm too heavy, Tsumiki, am I too heavy?”

You’re all but draped over Tsumiki now, who is trying in vain to shuffle you over to a nearby wall, when you suddenly hear her sigh in relief, “Oh...Th-Thank you. I’m not very s-strong…”

You manage to flop your head around to face the other direction, lacking the strength to turn your neck properly. Komaeda is looking down at you, it might just be the fever, but you feel like you’re going to burst into flames.

“Aha, I’m sure i'm not much stronger than you, Tsumiki.” He says, gently wrapping his arm around your shoulders and tugging you over to him. You might have moaned, you can't be sure, “But I do have the height advantage.”

The utter tsunami that leaves your mouth is unavoidable. Literally medically unavoidable, but that doesn't stop it from being the most embarrassing moment of your life.

“He’s touching me. He’s touching me…” your head has come to rest on his chest and you are practically hyperventilating, “He smells like chamomile soap and clean laundry...His hands are cold, his shirt is soft...Oh god i'm so sweaty, he probably thinks i'm disgusting! Komaeda, i'm so sorry , this was meant to be a secret!!! I wasn't going to tell you, everyones gonna think I'm weird!” your thoughts are leaving your mouth faster than you can think of them, if Komaeda is reacting to anything you have to say, you don't notice because despite your mouth running a mile a minute you still have an ounce enough of shame and bury your face in his chest to hide from your own words.

The world is spinning, your head feels heavy, everything is so hot , “Your hair is nice, did you know your hair is nice? God, I've wanted to run my fingers through it since day one. This is so fucked up, you almost killed someone! I want to stop talking , i feel like i'm gonna pass out, i'm gonna pass out, i'm gonna pass out. Im gonna…”

***

“I think I passed out.” Is the first thing you say when you wake up. You’re still hot and the back of your neck is sweaty, but you can see that you are now in the hospital, and that you’re wearing a hospital gown.

“Who undressed me?!” You exclaim, disappointed to find that you still can’t help saying everything you think.

At the sound of your voice, the door to your room opens, and Komaeda steps in.

“No! Not you!”

He freezes, withering under your gaze, “Ah, I see. Being greeted by garbage like me in your current state, it must be insulting .”

You feel like an asshole .

“That’s not what I meant! Please don’t go, I never want you to go.”

Komaeda laughs a little, still lurking nervously in the doorway, “You’re confusing me.”

“I don’t want you to hear what I’m thinking. I want you to stay, but all I can think about is how much I want to suck on your collarbone.” You freeze the second you stop talking, a high pitched whine leaving your mouth as you hide your face in your hands, “I’m so sorry! I can’t stop it!”

Stepping further into the room, Komaeda quietly closes the door behind him. Your heart is pounding.

“I’m nervous.” You say.

He tilts his head, walking over to the side of your bed, “I can still leave if I’m making you uncomfortable.”

“No, I’m not uncomfortable.” You shrink under his gaze, “it just, the way you closed the door it makes me feel like you’re planning something, like maybe we’re going to have-“ you manage to cover your mouth before the rest of the sentence escapes. Keeping your hands tight over your lips as all you can think about is his long fingers, his soft hair, his half lidded eyes.

“Are you...still talking behind your hands?”

You nod.

A smile crawls up the side of his face, “are you saying something embarrassing?”

“I wanna stick my tongue in your mouth.” You say, loud enough that even the tight grip of your hands doesn’t muffle it.

Komaeda remains remarkably calm, “You keep saying those things. This disease...means you say whatever you’re thinking, doesn’t it?”

“Yes. It’s driving me crazy, I’m just being such an idiot and I’m probably freaking you out. I’m sorry.”

“No, that’s not it.” He sighs, moving slowly as he sits down on the side of your bed, “Honestly, why would you let such thoughts about scum like me take up so much real estate in your mind?”

“I can’t help it!” You exclaim, “I’ve been trying not to think about it, but I just can’t! I want you so badly. I…..I-“ you hold your breath, you can’t let that last part out, no matter what, you can’t say that last part. You’ll die of suffocation before you let him hear it.

“You...what?” He asks

Oh god. You can’t stop thinking about it. Your lungs are aching, screaming for you to just open your mouth.

“What are you hiding, hm?”

It’s too much. The nerves, your sick and weakened body, him right there . You can’t do it, you can’t stop it, the next time you see Monokuma, you are drop kicking him into the sun.

“I’ve touched myself while thinking about you!”

The words echo off the walls of the room like a gunshot.

For a moment Komaeda just stares at you, but then, his shaky hands reach out and wrap around both of your wrists. His throat bobs.

“Hng. I want to suck on the side of your neck, I want to see you covered in marks from my teeth-“ you try to cover your mouth with your hands again. Komaeda grips your wrists tighter.

“No.” He whispers, trembling, “keep going.”

“ God, your hands are so big. I want to know how deep your fingers would reach inside of me. I bet you’re good at it, I bet you’re really good at it.” He just keeps staring at you, ghostly green eyes blown wide, chest heaving , “Are you turned on? Is this turning you on? Just pin me down and fuck me, do it, do it, do it!”

“How...how often are you thinking about me like this?”

“Oh, all the time.” You freeze, mentally (and therefore also verbally) berating yourself, “Not all the time! Just like, a normal amount. However much that is.” He is still just looking at you, the pad of his thumb slowly brushes across the pulsepoint in your wrist and you shiver, “Yes, yes! I’ve wanted this intimacy with you for so long . I couldn't tell anyone, I couldn't tell you. During the first trial, when you went on your weirdo rant about hope and despair. I was scared, i was so scared, but oh god- ” you can't stop yourself. Every thought in your head is pouring out of your lips. Filling up the room, the mortification is drowning you . All you can do is squeeze your eyes shut to avoid looking at him, “I was wet , Komaeda. I went back to my cabin and came three times to the thought of you, I am reprehensible . What do you think the others would do if they found out, huh? That all i can think about is you fucking me over my trial podium. They’ll tie me up next-”

The bed squeaks, and Komaeda brings his knee up and over your hips.

“-Oh my god. You’re doing it aren't you?”

His other leg comes up on the bed, and he settles, hovering up above you. He shrugs, “I honestly don't understand why this is something you want,” he leans down over you, resting his palms on either side of your head, “but who am I to deny the wishes of an ultimate.”

If not for the warmth of his lips pressed against yours, you are sure that you wouldn't be able to shut up, based only on the number of thoughts tumbling through your head like they’re on a spin cycle. You are still sweaty with fever and probably look disgusting, but Komaeda shuffles down in between your legs and hikes your hospital gown up to your waist. So you are suitably distracted.

He laughs as he hooks his fingers around your panties and tugs them down your thighs, “I cant believe that you want scum like me to touch you like this. Usually I would assume that you are lying, or taking pity on me.” He grins, running a finger up the length of your sex, “But everything you say to me is your exact thoughts, isnt it?”

“Yes! Touch me, please! ” You’re quivering beneath him, barely able to breathe in between your frantic pleas, “You feel so good, you feel perfect . I want your fingers inside me so bad .”

He hisses as he slips his middle and ring finger inside of you, eyes glued to where your entrance is swallowing him up, “Ahaaa...you’re drenched . You really do want me don't you?” he pistons his fingers in and out slowly, slowly and deliberately, “Someone like you, desiring me so terribly. It’s such a waste , but i can't help it. I must be selfish and take this chance while i can.”

“Not a….waste....” You force out, helplessly grinding on his fingers, “Want you....want only you…”

“Oh- Ohhhh .” He moans, “I can feel you, squeezing around my fingers. You’re so wet...so warm…”

You hear a zipper coming undone, and your thoughts go into overdrive, “oh my god, oh my god. Komaeda’s going to jerk off in front of me, wanna watch, wanna watch! ”

His fingers still inside you for a moment as he tugs his boxers down far enough to slip out his cock. Your eyes follow the movement of his long fingers as he slowly curls them around the base, and tugs them up again, rolling the pad of his thumb over the head. His hips buck, and you moan.

“You...you’re tightening around my fingers…” he breathes, choking on a moan as he pumps his cock again, “you like watching me touch myself?” Your hips stutter, grinding your clit against the meat of his palm as he continues stroking himself. His eyes are wide as he watches you writhing beneath him.

“The face you make when you do that...it’s so cute.” You say, whining as his fingers start moving inside you again, “it’s even cuter than I imagined. Your cheeks are all red.” You swallow, “and your cock is so pretty...I want you to cum inside me, so bad .”

His breath hitches, “you want me to cum, inside you?” his cock is leaking with pre-cum now, painfully hard in his hand. His chest is heaving.

“Yes yes yes! ” You plead, “I want you, please! ”

“I don’t understand.” He breathes, and you whimper as his fingers slip out of you, “How could someone be so desperate for my pathetic seed?”

“Fill me up , Komaeda!” You exclaim, at this point you are long past embarrassed. The words leaving your mouth are the absolute truth and there is no way you can deny them.

He groans at that, an octave deeper than you are used to hearing and it seems he is having trouble denying you. His own desperation mingling with yours and overtaking his painful self-doubt, he wraps a hand around the base of his cock, and slowly edges the swollen head against your entrance, “f-fuck…” he mutters as he slips inside you, “you’re so warm .”

You can barely even register what you are saying anymore, it’s little more than a string of compliments about how good he feels inside you. About how handsome he is. Your tongue feels weird and loose in your mouth from overuse, but you still can’t stop talking.

He looms above you, halo of white hair bouncing as he thrusts in and out of you, the unmistakable jangle of the chain hanging from his jeans. All things that confirm it is Komaeda inside of you. Your heart races with the fact.

“Th-thank you, for permitting me to do this with you.” He stammers, sweat slowly dripping down his brow, “it’s...so good...it feels like I belong inside you. ”

A moan rips through you, and you hook your weak ankles around his waist, “you do belong inside me. You fit so perfectly , I was made for your cock. GOD I sound so filthy…..I- I can’t help it.”

“ No.” He hisses, eyes meeting yours, “Keep talking.”

“You say that like I can stop.” You dip your head lower, and wrap your lips around his left collarbone, moaning as you suck hard enough to leave a bruise. He keens above you, hips snapping against yours even faster, “Your hip bones are digging into my thighs…”

He squeezes his eyes shut, “I-I’m sorry, do you want me to-“

“Don’t you dare stop, Komaeda. You’re mine , I want to feel every inch of you.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

You bring a shaky hand up to his cheek, he nuzzles into your palm, “You aren’t hurting me. It feels wonderful.”

He kisses you then, messy and wet, his lips taste like desperation. Even with his tongue tangled with yours, you are still trying to speak. Sweet nothings, forceful demands, anything and everything that comes to mind is trying to force its way out of your mouth. Something is in the pit of your stomach is twisting tight and you moan greedily into the cavern of his mouth as his hips meet yours again. You can feel that he’s losing his rhythm.

“S-sorry. I’m...im close…” A moan rips from his throat and he buries his face in your neck.

Your hips have started canting up to meet his, you want so badly to be close to him, to feel all of him, “M’close to. I love having you inside me, i want to do this again and again and-”

Komaeda freezes, eyes turning to the door on the other side of the room. Footstops.

“Who is it? Did they hear? Are there going to come in? What do you think they’re going to do if they see you inside of-”

Komaeda covers your mouth with his palm. You’re still talking, but at least it’s muffled now. Kuzuryu and Hinata are chatting in the hallway, the footsteps seem only to be growing closer. You can't stop thinking terrible, horrible things, and while Komaeda’s hand keeps you quiet enough that they can't seem to hear you from outside, Komaeda can definitely hear you.

“I wanna keep going.”

His eyes are blown wide, but you feel the tell-tale throb of his cock inside of you, “ What?! ” he hisses, “there’s no way you can keep quiet like this...they’ll definitely hear us.”

“I don’t care if they hear us, I want them to hear us. I want them to know what you’re doing to me.”

His hips twitch, and he bites his lip hard to keep in a moan, “You're not ashamed to be seen intimately with someone as despicable as me?”

You coo at him, running your index finger down the front of his throat and over the mark you left on his collarbone, he tentatively removes his hand from your mouth and pushes some sweaty hair away from your forehead, you smile, “I’m not ashamed of you. I’m in love with you.”

Komaeda sucks a breath in through his teeth, and it is only then that you realise what you have said.

“Oh GOD. I didn't - I'm so sorry.” your eyes are wide, you’re ready for him to jump up and bolt out of the room, “I just thought it and then i said it, and jesus christ im so sorry-”

You’re cut off by his lips. The kiss is gentler, less desperate, but filled with the depth of passion. He starts thrusting in and out of you again, and you gasp in surprise at the feeling. He pulls away from the kiss, and rests his forehead against yours, his breathing heavy as one of his hands slips down under your knee. He pushes your leg up higher and you choke on a moan at how much deeper this new angle feels.

A high-pitched whine leaves his throat as he continues moving inside of you, he swallows, “I...I love you too.”

“Aaah... ahhh .” You’re so close at this point, the coiling in your stomach is about ready to snap, “I love you so much, I want your cum, please! ”

“I’ll give it to you, I...hah...I’ll fill you up...is that what you want?”

His hand slips down to your clit and you shriek , clenching hard around his cock, “Yes, yes, yes! I’m close...i'm so close…”

“I’m gonna...I...I…”

A moan rips through you as your climax finally hits, for the first time this day your mind is void of thoughts. All you can do is feel . Your fingers dig into the bedsheet under you, and your legs tighten around Komaeda’s waist. He writhes and moans above you, he just keeps going, harder and harder and harder, and then, with a heavy groan you feel him release inside of you.

“Thank...you…” you mutter, “thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you…”

Before Komaeda has a chance to say anything in return, someone clears their throat on the other side of the door. The two of you freeze.

“Are you two done?” Hinata asks, he sounds exasperated.

Komaeda clears his throat, “Um...yeah...pretty much.”

“His dick is literally still inside of me! Maybe give us a few minutes!” You wince at the blunt sentence that just left your mouth, Komaeda is clearly trying not to laugh, you huff “Sorry Hinata! I can't help it!”

This disease was going to be the death of you.

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Thoughts and Reactions to Truth!

Just going to go straight into it because this episode is huge! I really like how at the end of a season and the beginning of another, we see the same scene that leads us out of one and into another. Gabriel fixes the Miraculous and ohhh poor Dusuu thought it was all a dream, being in evil hands. So in a way, the Miraculous being damaged may have been a blessing for her. Dx Too bad it couldn't have been fixed after Marinette got it back :/ But at least Nooroo isn't alone right? Legit only positive I can get from this. ;-; Tikki and her little hats omg it's so cuuuute! I wonder if she makes her little clothes, too awww But the other Kwami's are almost like siblings to Tikki if you think about it. Now Tikki has to share things with them all as they cause chaos all around when she's so used to her quiet life alone with Marinette. Even for a Kwami, that must be hard to adjust to.

Okay so it's almost Prince Ali's birthday that Paris is going to celebrate. Interesting! I'd really like to see him back and a storyline with that. :O Marinette holding something, clearly, that the girls can't see over video chat. Talking to what appears to be herself, reacting to what someone's saying from different sides of her room. Camera flashes going off. And then her phone getting yeeted at her all on a video call with her friends when she's supposed to be alone...considering they're all going to have Kwami's and learn some things later as they become heroes, I wouldn't be surprised in the slightest if they think back to this scene someday! OH WAIT spoiler for the upcoming episode Gang of Secrets!!! Fair warning. What if this episode with the plushies she said she's going to make, is one of if not the reason they go over and are looking around her room? Because she's been acting sus and they want to know what's going on. Especially after what happens later in the episode with Luka. Okay, back to the episode itself. Her friends observation: You're acting way weirder than normal.... IS ADRIEN AT YOUR PLACE?! I mean, fair point. xD But the thing is, whenever Marinette tends to act weirder or say/do things that Alya and the girls don't understand, it's almost always connected to her being Ladybug/Guardian. Even Lila. If she wasn't Ladybug and dealt with her so much as her, she wouldn't know a lot of things that made her not trust Lila to begin with. So Marinette has to overcompensate to try to hide everything or can't explain her thoughts or feelings about certain situations, so Alya always just assumes her behavior has something to do with Adrien. It really sucks but at the same time, what else is she going to think?

These Kwami are a lot of trouble. xD Now she's even more frazzled, so she calls Luka Adrien. More than once. I've done this where I call my siblings the wrong name more of than I'd like so I can't fault her for it. Her mind's probably a mess, poor girl. Dx "I'm sorry it's just that I cheated on you!" BIG OOF. But this gives me Kim Possible vibes when Ron assumed Kim didn't want him anymore and told her he was cheating on her when he meant to say he was cheating to be on the football team so he could be more worthy of her when he thought she wanted to "trade up" her boyfriend. Our poor Marinette! So frazzled she can't remember when her dates are, when they've been rescheduled. She can't remember her patrols with Chat Noir which are really important. She's getting to the point where it's going to be a wonder she can even function. Dx "But Marinette and I are such a big fan of his" wow this sure hits different. The way they kept quizzing each other to finish the sentence with Jagged Stone trivia was pretty cute. Luka having her finish the line with "Kiss me" that she screamed to the entire theater made me choke on my cake. "Well, if that's what you want." Smooth. "I think, yes. I want to." But you know, it gets interrupted by an akuma attack of course because that's just the way things work! :D And wouldn't you know it, it's Mr. Pigeon. AGAIN. Totally worth interrupting the moment lol Ladybug can't pick and choose, however, so here comes the sequence where she's constantly running off and he starts doubting her. Notice the parallel when Marinette started to like Luka after Adrien could never show up to things? Now Marinette's having trouble showing up and Luka's having issues with it. The second Chat Noir started to sneak up on Ladybug, we all knew he was going to get flipped. But it's so adorable and funny at the same time I love it x333 And that whole scene there of Ladynoir. Obviously it's a Lukanette-centered episode but the Ladynoir in this episode! So good! And you know, it's interesting. First time we see Adrien this episode is for FIVE whole seconds! And the way it abruptly cut off as he opened the car door... yeah you know what, Lies is going to be Adrien's POV or something of this same day. It has to be. He has 2 total scenes one of them is 5 seconds and the other one is 2 seconds. Crazy. We got about 7 seconds of Adrien's face today woo! But ugh here's where we get hurt Luka ;-; "A girl, who as always, isn't here." Ouch. The fact that if Marinette said she loved Adrien still, he'd understand and he'd get it is so sweet, and so sad that it's not even because of that, it's because she's Ladybug and the Guardian and she can't say a thing about it to him at all, that he can't accept. It's the one thing he couldn't deal with that's the issue and that really sucks. AND THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE HAD ME GASPING AND HURTING FOR LUKA. IT'S THE MOMENT HIS HEART BROKE

But also really guys, did you notice his eyes are different now? Almost like a blue diamond look or something.

Luka trying to fight it, trying to tell Hawk Moth that the truth needs to be willingly told, not forced. But stupid Hawk Moth's able to get him to hold on anyway and gets akumatized. But not before he told Marinette to run. Which was such an awwww moment. x33 I mean, this is definitely getting a bit close to Chat Blanc territory if you ask me. New transformation music is pretty good! I like it. Also can we just appreciate that instead of trying to track down Marinette to get the truth from her, he's instead asking all her friends and family, pretty much any source besides her? AND ROSE'S RESPONSE "Marinette has no secrets because she's the most honest girl in the world!" She thinks so highly of her and it's just so beautiful. Nobody would blame her for these secrets if they only knew either. But awwwwww I love this scene!! And here's the big reveal! (no not that one) Jagged Stone is Luka and Juleka's father. 😮

Thomas today tweeted that Luka and Juleka are twins. Which would have to be fairly obvious after this reveal. There's no way that Jagged, who says he'd be a lame dad and left because he wasn't cut out for it, would have Luka with Anarka, then stay long enough to also have Juleka. I also totally forgot that in the French version, Jagged has an American accent when he speaks. XDD Just the fact that even WITH his truth powers, he asked his mother TWICE who his father was. Both times she said Jagged Stone. He still didn't believe it until he went to Jagged himself omg. This poor poor boy. Luka: 😱*gasp* Marinette: 😲 *gasp* Adrien: 😮 WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY OMG. LIKE I'M WATCHING A TELENOVELA OR SOMETHING. THEY EVEN ZOOMED IN ON THEIR REACTIONS I CAN'T And then Luka just yeets his dad because he wasn't ever there for him. I honestly did not expect Luka having dad issues to ever be a thing in this show, even though I knew he wasn't around. So like... when everything's worked out with Marinette and Adrien in the end, will Luka and Adrien end up becoming friends and bonding over things, like the whole daddy issues thing...? Are we really supposed to believe she has no feelings for Chat Noir? I mean really, look at this.

"I can't imagine what your daily life must look like" ... is she really actually being the one to bring up something about his secret identity? With that face? 😲

Their flirty banter that at this point I don't even think they realize it is, and those soft looks I just... My top ship is Ladynoir and I was not expecting any significant moments of theirs but I got it anyway. Just watching their scenes, I kept going "See, this is why they're meant for each other." My heart is happy despite all the Luka pain! It's helping me cope with it, okay? "When you're ready, I'll be here for you, Marinette." Awww so they're telling us Lukanette is on hold here. Not a guarantee, but at least on hold. He's an option for her later. So now the Adrienette vs. Lukanette for S4 we heard about awhile back makes sense now. Later on this season, probably when things calm down and she gets the hang of things, she'll be in a better position to be with someone. And by then, Adrien will probably realize and understand his feelings for Marinette. So then she'll be in a position to choose between them. Now we know where Luka gets his ability to turn emotions into great songs. That's adorable! Father-son bonding! Gabriel needs to take notes when a man who was never in his son's life as more than his idol has the ability to try to be there, but Gabriel can't. Ugh our poor Marinette, probably thinking she's going to be alone for a very long time just because of a supervillain. That's so wrong she has to feel like this. If you notice, Hawk Moth's akumatizations help people patch up relationships so much of the time as a weird unexpected result of an akuma attack. And yet, he does nothing but hurt Marinette and at times Adrien, the most when he akumatizes people. He makes me so angry! But I'm too tired for a rant about that. At least the Kwami hugs at the end helped a teeny bit anyway! c:

#ml #miraculous ladybug #ml season 4 spoilers #ml spoilers season 4 #ml spoilers #truth spoilers #ladynoir #lukanette #miraculous tales of ladybug and cat noir #truth reaction #truth thoughts

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anhed-nia · 3 years

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BLOGTOBER 10/4/2021: THE RAVEN (1935)

Part of me wishes I had known earlier that this was part of a Universal Poe trilogy with THE BLACK CAT and MURDERS IN THE RUE MORGUE, when I watched the former a few Blogtobers ago...but then again, THE BLACK CAT may have so dominated everything else that it could be best to put a couple of years after that experience, so I could assess THE RAVEN on its own terms. And THE RAVEN is, like, pretty zany.

t appears that the censorious Production Code Administration went after this film pretty aggressively for "running the risk of excessive horror" in its "stark realism", and I am unfortunately ignorant of what grisly delights earlier drafts may have contained. What remains is mainly horrific in concept rather than execution, but that concept allows characters to spew a whole lot of perverted, ridiculous nonsense, and that was good enough to keep me amused. The plot involves a Dr. Richard Vollin (Bela Lugosi), who has retired from his service to humanity in order to concentrate on building an Edgar Allan Poe-inspired torture dungeon in his basement. When he is pressed to save the life of an injured ballerina, he falls in love with her, and sets about punishing anyone who threatens to stand between them. His chief tool in this endeavor is Edmond Bateman (KARLOFF!), a violent fugitive who Vollin deliberately disfigures as a means of blackmailing him into smiting the doctor's enemies.

Just after Judge Thatcher (Samuel S. Hinds) warns Vollin to stay away from his daughter Jean (Irene Ware), the brutish Bateman fortuitously arrives at the doctor's home to beg a favor of plastic surgery. Having murdered two prison guards and burned off a banker's face with a blowtorch, Bateman has concluded that his real problem is his looks: "Ever since I was born, people look at me and say: 'YOU'RE UGLY.' ...Maybe if a man looks ugly, he does ugly things!" Once Bateman is on the slab, Vollin makes him look even more absurd, promising to restore him to a normal state once he has killed Judge Thatcher. At this point I'm thinking, ok, now Bateman looks like nobody who has ever existed, so probably he'll sneak up and snuff out the judge, and no potential witness will be able to finger him OR Vollin...right? But actually, Vollin's plan is a little weirder than that.

In fact, Vollin is such a weird guy that it's hard to imagine missing the fact that he's dangerously nuts. He is at all times lurching, leering, and lingering over some helpless person while making declarations like "Death is my talisman!" and "(I am) a god with the taint of human emotion!" and "A doctor is fascinated by death, and how much pain a man can endure!" Still, Jean brings her fiancé (Lester Matthews) and her father to Vollin's for a weekend slumber party, where their main gripe is that his deformed "servant" Bateman won't stop wandering in and out of their bedrooms, standing behind them, and breathing down their necks while making little frankengroans. It's virtually impossible for Karloff to show off his superior acting chops under these circumstances, but there is something hilarious about him being not exactly threatening, but as awkward as humanly possible at this party full of rich prissy douchebags. You can't help but relate to him: I mean, he's not really a butler or anything. He doesn't even know how to pretend to be one. He's supposed to assassinate one of these guys, but now they all know who he is, and he's totally unmissable even in a dark room. Where's he supposed to go? What's he supposed to do? The whole thing is a nightmare.

Eventually we all make our way down to the torture dungeon with its inevitable pit and pendulum, where Lugosi gets to deliver some of the craziest dialog in the movie. He has moved on from wanting to possess Jean, to just wanting to murder everybody there, and he explains that the mental torture he experiences can only be soothed by physically torturing other people. And sure, we all get the concept of revenge, but it you've never heard it like this: "I tear torture out of myself by torturing YOU!", or, "I'll soon be rid of my torture, and I'll be the sanest man who has ever lived!" The actual presentation of torture in this movie is nowhere near as interesting as the way Vollin talks about it, but luckily for me, he is almost always talking about it.

I don't have any big conclusion to draw about this iteration of THE RAVEN, so I'll just say this: Am I the only person who has been walking around incorrectly assuming that Karloff was a lot taller than Lugosi? I mean I probably got some of that impression from the former's FRANKENSTEIN lifts, but he wasn't always rigged up like that. Maybe it's Karloff's languorous limbs and elongated features that made me think he was just a lot longer of a person than Lugosi, who actually had an inch or two on his rival. But even having seen this movie, in which Lugosi is taller than virtually everybody else on the screen, I'm still having trouble accepting the truth. Maybe in another year or two I'll watch MURDERS IN THE RUE MORGUE and see if Lugosi is taller than all those people, too.

#the raven #1935 #universal #edgar allan poe #david boehm #lew landers #irene mare #samuel s. hinds #lester matthews #horror #adaptation #torture #dungeon #body horror #blogtober

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addictofsupernatural · 4 years

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Spidey Senses (pt. 6)

Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Having to keep up a lie is hard for Peter when you're trying to help him.

Word Count: 3366

Chapter 1 • Chapter 5

"What do you mean finally?! This is bad. Really, really bad Ned. I shouldn't be thinking about her like that!"

"Dude, it's your feelings. You're gonna feel whatever way you do. You can't control that stuff."

"But this could ruin our friendship. I don't want that." Peter whined over the phone as he put his hand over his eyes, laying on his bed.

"Or~ maybe this could all work and you could score a girlfriend." Ned suggested, amusement laced in his voice. "I mean, I didn't want to be the first one to say this, but..."

"What?"

"Let's just put it this way. She's always had a cute heart. Over time, her heart got cuter and went straight to making her face kinda hot."

"Ned." Peter frustratedly said.

Ned gave him a goofy laugh. "You sound like your getting jealous or something."

Peter quickly sat up. "Do you think that'll happen?"

"Probably." He said nonchalantly. "All seriousness Peter, you should go for it. I always thought you two would be good together. There's just something there, trust me. And hey, you two could be the amazing spider couple. That'd be awesome."

"Spider couple." He smiled and laid back down. "You think people would make that, like, a ship name for us?"

"Dude, you could have a super girlfriend. How awesome does that sound?!"

Peter let out a chuckle. "That does sound pretty cool. Okay, thanks for the therapy session. Night Ned."

"No problem. Night." And with that Peter stayed up to think about you some more.

The next week at school went horribly. All Peter wanted to do was spend more time with you, but you kept pushing him towards Liz at gym class and in Mathletes. He felt so jealous whenever he saw you goofing off with Ned. You were a very touchy person, and every warm hug to Ned felt like Peter's arms were getting colder.

When Liz was finally busy, he went over to you and sat a little closer to you than usual. "Hey Peter." You greeted brightly. "Any progress?"

"On what?" He asked dumbly.

"Liz." You said quietly.

"Oh!" He voice cracked and cleared his throat. "Oh. Um, not really. I think I'm done for the day."

"Aw, Peter!" You rubbed his arm. "You shouldn't give up on stuff that's important to you."

He sighed, glancing at Ned's confused face. "Can't I just spend the rest of the day with you?"

You smiled and nodded, patting his cheek gently. Peter's phone buzzed and it was a text message from Ned.

Not Guy in the Chair: Why didn't you tell her how you feel?

He glanced at you working on your notes.

SM: I don't want things to be weird.

Not Guy in the Chair: The truth will set you free 🕊️🕊️

SM: Shhhh

You then took out left over brownies for Peter. He gladly took one as Flash came over, taking one out of the container as well. "Hey babe."

"Don't touch my stuff and never call me that." You closed your container and put it in your backpack. "What do you want Flash?"

"Just making sure you got a hot outfit for the party. Finally gonna show some skin?"

"I do have a costume. Peter was with me when I got it too. We had a lot of fun." Peter looked at you and smiled.

Flash then rolled his eyes. "Really? How could anyone ever have fun with Penis Parker?"

"Well we do." You tugged each boy at your side into a side hug. "Do you have a special trio that would do anything for you?"

He nervously scoffed. "I have more than two friends. Does every friend seem special to you when you're not popular?"

"If you called one of your friends in the middle of the night and told them to come over cause you're sad, would any of them do it?" He was silent as he looked down. "That's a special friend. Now goodbye."

"Y'know—"

"Good. Bye." You pressed, frowning.

"I—"

"Dude," MJ interrupted. "Know when you've been beat. Walk away."

He then did so, stomping away. You smiled and looked over to MJ. "Why do we not talk to each other?"

"Cause you're a loser." She said, matter-of-factly.

Though Ned and Peter have her a confused frown, your smile only widened. "What are you?"

"Friendless."

"Not anymore!" You exclaimed. The teacher then announced that the club session just ended. "We'll see you at lunch tomorrow then."

She stared at you for a moment. "...Okay, I guess. Bye." You could tell that she held back a smile as you excitedly waved at her before packing up.

You and Peter were walking home, when he asked about MJ. "I don't know." You said, shrugging. "I just feel like she's cool. My spidey senses can feel it."

"You say that about everything." He laughed.

"Because I'm always right about everything. It's a given." He chuckled again. "C'mon, don't you ever have intensified feelings about some things or people?"

He awkwardly smiled and nodded, looking away from you. "More than I should." He mumbled.

"Hm?"

"I said I should hope so."

"Well then, see? I'm right again." You grinned.

"Did your spidey senses feel that too?"

"Yup." You both chuckled.

Over the next few days MJ began to directly hang out with you and the boys, and she said that she would be going to the party as well. "I don't believe in stereotyping geeks out of parties, which is why I'm supporting you guys tomorrow." She explained with an almost unnoticeable smile.

"So generous." You teased back, Ned and Peter smiling as well. "What'll you be going as?"

"Oh, I'll be going as part of the impartial generation of today." She gave a sly smile.

"Nice, nice." You nodded contently before Flash came up to your table again. "Holy crap man, are you sure you even have friends? Why do you keep bugging me?"

"Just wanted to see what the new member of the Penis Parker group was like." He then nodded to Mj, to which she didn't respond. He then rudely waved his hand over her face. "Hello?"

She backed her face up as you smacked his hand away. "Leave her alone."

"What? This is probably the most exciting thing to happen to her. It's not like you guys have interesting lives." You and Peter looked at each other. "I'm guessing that's a no?"

"Well Peter and y/n know Spiderman and Spidergirl!" Ned blurted out.

Flash then did a breathy, wheezing laugh. "Are you kidding me? How would they know them?"

"The Stark Internship!"

"Ned, stop talking." You mumbled. Ned nodded and put his head down. "We met them a few times, so we don't really know them or anything, and even if we did were aren't supposed to talk about it."

"Well Peter," he ignored you. "If you're actually cool then why don't you invite them the the party?"

"Cause we wouldn't want to waste their time by having them go to some fanboy's party." You argued, knowing Peter would choke up if he answered.

Flash shrugged it off. "That's what I thought." He said as he left.

The next day you were talking to Linda while in your costume with your mini backpack slung over your shoulder. She was telling you about the job interview she's getting and how she's saving up the money from Tony's watch to rent an apartment in the building you live it. "I'm so happy right now Linda! You could totally be one of those super nosey neighbors, and I would pretend to be okay with it!"

"That would be a dream come true." She said as you both turned your heads to see Peter coming, also dressed up. "Just a few years older, and I would totally go for that."

You sighed. "You're such a creeper Linda."

"And you should loosen up and be more of a creeper." You gave her a look, and she only shrugged. "Just saying. Press on and go for it."

"Hey guys." Peter greeted with a smile. "Everything okay?"

"Yup!" You hopped off the steps you were sitting on. "Let's go."

"Okay. Bye Linda." Peter politely waved.

"Don't acknowledge her Peter, it makes her weirder."

"Don't be jealous that I'm more fun." She called out, smiling.

Peter chuckled and tried to put his hands in his pockets, only for his hands to slip from there being none. He didn't know what to do with his free hand that wasn't carrying the shield. He probably looked so awkward in front of you right now. This was so nerve wracking.

"Peter calm down." You suddenly said, causing him to jump a little. "It's my first party too, but we got each other. And we know Ned's gonna be there to be a dork, and Mj will be there to remind us how stupid we look. It'll be great."

He nervously laughed, scratching his head. "Yeah, I guess." He then became nervous just thinking about what would happen if you discovered this crush, especially at the party with Flash. "Y/n, what do you see in men?"

The question was unexpected, and your face felt like it was in flames. "What would you ask that?"

"Just wondering. I don't think I've ever seen you flirt with someone." He mentally sighed at the save.

"Mm, I guess he has to be nice, for starters. I'd want him to make me laugh, and care about me. I don't know, that's really it."

"Really? Only that?"

"Yeah?"

"Nothing with looks, or..."

"Peter!" You lightly smacked his arm and giggled. "You know I don't care about that stuff."

"You care about your own looks." He said quietly.

"That's different though." You grinned and tugged on his wrist. "We're here. C'mon."

Ned was waiting on the steps, looking up at you two in major relief. "Guys, tell me you brought the suits."

You both nodded. "Our suits aren't party tricks." You said. "This feels way too wrong."

"Yeah, I'm with y/n. Those suits are worth way too much to use for something like this." Peter added.

"Only for a few minutes. This is our chance for Flash to stop messing with us." Ned whined.

You huffed. "Okay, but only if Flash is being extra annoying."

The three of you walked inside and saw Flash trying to be a DJ, playing some basic techno music. He saw the three of you, and brought out his mic. "Hey Penis Parker, where's your superhero friends? That's not Spiderman, that's Ned in a onesie."

People began laughing, and you pursed your lips. "I'll be right back."

You left and went behind a building, opening your backpack and quickly changing into your hero outfit. You took a deep breath, and was about to swing in when you got a call from Peter.

"Dude, tell me she's doing it." You could hear Ned say.

"I don't know, I'm gonna ask her. Y/n?"

"Yeah?" You laughed out.

"Did you really put it on?"

"Yeah. Are you gonna join me or do you just want me to do it?"

"This doesn't feel right."

"Peter doesn't know what he's saying." Ned called out in a child-like tone.

"Ned's being mean to me." Peter responded in the same tone.

You giggled. "Look guys, I don't feel great about it, but Flash needs to be knocked down a peg. It hurts to see him treat you guys like crap. This is just gonna be a one time thing, right?"

"Right." Peter confirmed.

Ned remained silent, but Peter nudged him. He huffed. "Right."

"Okay, I'll be down in a bit." You then ended the call.

"So, I've been meaning to ask," Ned said. "But why does y/n still think you like Liz? I thought you were gonna tell her yesterday."

"I didn't know how to tell her the truth! I panicked!"

"You're hopeless." Mj said as she walked up to the two boys. "What happened to y/n?"

"She went to go get Spidergirl." Ned nodded for way to long as he said this.

"Wait," She looked genuinely surprised. "So you guys, like, actually know the Spider heros?"

"What was that?" Flash asked over his mic. "Is Penis Parker actually going to bring Spiderman and Spidergirl here?"

"Actually, um, Spiderman couldn't make it." Peter said before clearing his throat awkwardly. "But Spidergirl said she'd make an appearance."

Flash obnoxiously laughes into the mic. "Can anybody believe this guy?"

You then swung in. "I do." You raised your hand playfully as everyone began cheering. "You guys were expecting me, right?"

Everyone cheered again. "Oh my God." Flash said in a high pitched manner.

You grabbed Ned by the shoulders. "It's Ned, right?" You asked over the music, loud enough for everyone to hear. "I've heard good things about you."

"All true." He showed his goofy smile.

You patted his cheek. "I bet!" You turned and walked over to Peter, giving him a big hug. He returned it, finding the hug oddly comforting considering everyone was staring. "Peter! It's been a bit, huh?"

He awkwardly chuckled. "Yeah. Thanks for coming."

"Of course! When I heard from SM that the Peter Parker finally had time for a party, I knew I had to come and see it for myself! Maybe my partner could join in next time, yeah?"

"We... Um..." He kept doing his little pant–laugh thing that he does when he doesn't know what to say. "Yeah."

You moved over to look at Mj. "You go by Mj, right?" She nodded. "Y/n tells me you're super opinionated and awesome."

She smiled and shrugged, tucking back some hair. "I just kinda say whatever comes to mind. I don't really think before I talk sometimes."

You tapped her chin. "I love it. Never change." You then clapped your hands. "Now! Where's Flash Thompson?"

Everyone pointed to Flash, who quickly turned down the music. You swung to him quickly and caused him to back up into a small table, awkwardly steadying it. "H... Hi."

"Hi Flash. I wanted to let you know that me and Spiderman keep tabs on our friends, to make sure they're okay. We're pretty protective, y'know?"

"Yeah, yeah. I totally get that." He kept awkwardly nodding.

You nodded and patted his cheek. "I knew you would, so I need you to keep an eye on Peter and Ned while me and SM can't. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes, yes I can. I could do anything for you."

"Thank you Flash." You patted his arm, to which he looked at his arm in amazement. "Amazing. Okay, I gotta go. But remember, I keep tabs on your school, so I'll be watching!"

You then walked around for a bit taking pictures and talked to some people. You suddenly felt goosebumps all over and excused yourself, flying out and looking around. You saw a small blue explosion in the distance and quickly texted Peter.

He came as soon as he could and you explained the situation. Unbeknownst to the two of you, Mj noticed Peter leave quickly after you did. She also noticed that you weren't in sight while Spidergirl was here.

"Okay, okay. I, I need to change!" He then quickly took off his shirt and started unbuckling his pants, looking up to you dumbly staring at him. "Uh..."

"Sorry!" You quickly turned around and look off your mini backpack, plopping it down next to yourself. It had Peter's suit folded inside. "That was partially not my fault. You gotta warn somebody before you start stripping next time."

"Next time?" He asked teasingly. "You say it like you want it to happen again."

Truth be told, neither of you knew where this new found confidence of Peter came from to tease you like that. It was almost like he was flirting. You liked it though; it was as if he was becoming more confident and mature with himself.

Your face was hot as you grinned at the ground. "Well, you gotta pay for whatever expensive college you're gonna get into somehow. And I'll come visit at the strip club to support my best friend."

He hugged you with one arm from behind. "So supportive. Maybe the reason I'm a stripper is to support the both of us."

You chuckled and rubbed his arm. "My hero."

He turned you around and handed you your backpack. "This is a cool backpack, by the way. I like the mini things of Thor."

"Thank you." You said, awkwardly taking the backpack. "Now let's go."

Neither of you could get some webbing to hold onto any tree in the area, so instead you both ran across a whole field, looking kind of comical. By the time you two got there this one man was showing another some high tech weapons. You were getting closer to listen in, and it sounded like the guy wasn't interested in what the others were trying to sell.

"Why you trying to upsell me man?"

The other two guys didn't like this, and were slowly getting angrier. You tried to get closer, but Peter's phone went off from Ned calling him. You both hid as Peter fumbled to end the call, and the two merchants assumed the buyer was setting them up because of the noice. In an instant there were two guns pointed at the buyer.

"Woah, woah!" You yelled as you and Peter came out, hands up. "C'mon guys, I promise he wasn't turning his back on you two. And I'm a good guy; good guys don't lie."

"Really, if you guys are gonna shoot at anybody, shoot at me." Peter said with seriousness. "I'm the real threat."

The two guys looked at each other and pointed their guns at the both of you. "Okay."

You both dodged their shots and flung their guns away with your webs. You tried to shoot at the wheels of the car but the man with an electric glove shot at you, causing you to fling back. You noticed that the buyer hesitated to go and help you, but decided not to and instead hopped in his car and drove away.

When you got up they were getting in the car so you and Peter shot a web to the door. The door broke off, but Peter shot another web to the car to have you two ride the door.

"Hey, I got a really stupid idea!" You yelled out as the guy in the back of the van was reaching for a gun.

"Go for it!" The van hit a sharp turn, and you took this as chance to let go of the door and leap to a tree, using your strength to push and dive head first into the van.

"Woah, I did it!" The shocker guy tried to punch you with his electric glove, but you dodged it. "Someone's bitter!"

You began to go on a defensive position and dodge his contact hits and fires in the narrow van, until Peter shot a web at him that pinned one of his hands to the side of the van. He used the other hand to shoot at Peter, blasting him into a backyard.

"I'm okay!" You heard him yell out from a distance.

You slammed the shocker guy to the ground and pinned his hands and feet to the ground. You stood and shot web to cover his mouth as well. "That was a pretty rude thing to do, but I guess two v one isn't fair. Then again, you're are a bad guy."

You remembered that you had your backpack on this whole time, and took it off to hug it.

"Mh. Once again, Thor backpack comes in clutch. Odinson, you can me do no wrong." You opened your backpack and put some small weapons in it, zipping it up and putting it back on. You looked outside before turning around to talk to the man pinned on the ground. "I wonder where Spiderman went. It's all good though, I'll stop the car—"

You were cut off by something grabbing you and yanking you back. You yelped as you were whipped into this huge lake. The water hit you painfully and you began to see spots, seeing a flash of a man with mechanical wings. You almost didn't feel something bring you up.

"Thanks ma..." You looked up and winced. What was carrying you was the Iron Man suit. "Uh oh."

"I have some words for you two."

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lizziestudieshistory · 3 years

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Books of 2021 - June

I had a pretty fabulous reading month! At least for me and considering I spent a lot of this month battling with my reread of Words of Radiance... (I'll get to that when I write my full length review)

Peter and Alice by John Logan - I love this play, I've loved it since I first read it in high school (now that was a long time ago at this point!) It never fails to make me cry...

Logan has cleverly intertwined the real life stories of Peter Llewelyn Davies and Alice Liddell Hargreaves with the stories of Peter Pan and Alice in Wonderland to consider what it would have been like for the real people who inspired J.M Barrie and Lewis Carroll. It's largely told through imagining a conversation between Davies and Hargreaves when they met at a book release in 1932, and as they talk Peter Pan, Alice, Barrie, Carroll, and other figures from their lives come on stage to make them reveal the truth about their experiences. It's heartbreaking, raw, and incredibly poignant to read - I can imagine it was even more powerful to watch and I wish I could've seen it performed!

I've loved both these books since I was a kid and reflecting on the effect they had on these two people is fascinating to consider, especially in the case of the Davies family. I've read a few different takes on both Hargreaves and Davies lives, and I'm not sure what I really think - the legacy of Peter Pan was clearly very difficult for Davies... However, none of the works I've read or seen have had the impact if this very short play. I'd highly recommend it, even if you don't like Alice in Wonderland or Peter Pan, because it is a stunning play.

Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare - I don't have a vast amount to say about Julius Caesar to be honest. It was fine? I can see why some people go mad over this play, however, I'm not a huge fan of Shakespeare's tragedies (my favourites are the comedies, although the histories have the most interesting for me as a historian.) It's an interesting play, but I do think it needs a really good production to do it justice and I haven't found one that's made me fall in love with it.

I did very much enjoy tracking the, quite frankly, bizarre combination of early modern Christianity with Roman religion and beliefs though. That was fascinating to observe and think about - and Mark Antony's famous speech at Caesar's funeral IS a masterpiece. That whole scene reminded me of the argument episodes in Greek tragedies (I assume Shakespeare was influenced, but I'm not an expert) and I greatly enjoyed picking apart the arguments presented, and watching Antony deconstruct everything Brutus had initially claimed.

Senlin Ascends by Josiah Bancroft - I enjoyed this book, although it was a slight let down for me. I think it was just too overhyped? I went in expecting it to be a lot more character driven than it was, particularly with Senlin himself, and a lot weirder. Don't get me wrong, this book felt like a drug trip in places, especially in part one! The worldbuilding was one of the strengths of this whole novel, but it wasn't enough to keep me in love with it. I wanted a bit more weirdness and subtle danger, and less repetition of the Tower is dangerous, ooh look Senlin's getting punched again...

I also needed more character development, and a bit more complexity regarding the workings of the Tower itself. Senlin is a great character and I loved watching his transformation from a fussy schoolteacher to a real player in the Tower's machinations, but everyone else remained fairly flat... I do think this will be resolved in the later books as the story expands to encompass more of the Tower than Senlin's hunt to find his wife - but this book needed a bit more to make me fall in love with it. Still it was a good first novel in a series, even if it did feel more like three related novellas than one complete novel!

Amberlough and Armistice by Lara Elena Donnelly - I’m going to write a series review of the Amberlough Dossier because these have been a delightful surprise! I was expecting something a bit vapid - pretty but shallow. I was so wrong. This series IS very pretty, the setting and feeling scream the 1930s, every page bleeds it (so much so I always feel under dressed when reading it!) At atmosphere is so well drawn, it’s simple and small but absolutely beautiful. Worldbuilding is often praised for how grand and lavish the author has made it, but Donnelly has shown just as much skill on her tiny canvas of Amberlough City.

On top of this she’s written some stunning characters - Cyril, Aristide, and Cordelia are incredible in Amberlough, and the addition of Lillian and Jinadh in Armistice only improved the series! Even when I don’t particularly like the main characters it’s because of a clash in personality, not a badly written character. However, the real stars are Cordelia and Aristide - I personally love Cyril, but I can see why he might rub people up the wrong way. Aristide in particular is carrying a lot of this series but Donnelly really does shine in her character work and setting.

These books aren’t world changing but they are lovely comfort reads, incredibly stylish, and have a lot more depth to them than you might think! They’re the kind of thing you devour back to back - I seriously wish I had the time to sit and read each book in a day because I would very happily do that!

Words of Radiance by Brandon Sanderson - I’ll be writing a full length, excessively long review of this book in the next few weeks so I’m not going to say much here. However, this is (contoversially) my least favourite entry in the Stormlight Archive, and I disliked parts of it so much than I’m actually angry at it... I’m leaving the series for a bit but I will be back to finish my reviews before the end of the year.

#books of 2021 #mini book reviews #booklr #reading #june reading

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justanotherlifeff · 3 years

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Levi Ackerman × reader

Genre: Angst, Hurt/comfort, Fluff, matured themes, slowburn

Warning: There's mentions and descriptions of underage rape and suicidal themes and self harm and other triggering stuff. THERE IS SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER

Hanji's POV

Who knew that I would live to see the day when Levi would be staring at a girl with his mouth open? The wedding went more smoothly than expected. I have no clue about why Commander Pixis decided to walk (Y/N) down the aisle but I was sure that I would ask (Y/N) about it as soon as the wedding was over.

"When I met you for the first time, the look I saw in your eyes interested me. Back then, I wondered who you were, what might have happened to you because that day I saw my own reflection on you. After that, you kept proving to me that you were strong, stronger than any woman I had ever seen. When I finally knew who you were, I understood why you resembled me so much and the reason you are so strong. I never gave relationships any attention because I wasn't fond of being with someone who couldn't keep up with me or being with someone who could but might die on the process.

You were the only person that I knew had a huge chance of not dying and keeping up with me with the same time. I know how much you went through, yet, you kept your head up and moved on with life and I admire you for that. I wouldn't choose to be with anyone else other than you because I feel that we are two sides of the same coin. (Y/N), I want to be the person who will protect you from any harm coming to your way. I want to be the one who could make you feel the happiness that you deserve. I don't want you to feel any pain alone because I want to be there to share the pain with you, shield you from it if I could. I vow to keep all these promises till my last breath." Levi read from the piece of paper on his hand.

I had to admit that he worked hard for this one because something that emotional coming from him sounds unsettling.

"Ever since I was born, I never found a reason to live. This world was always a dark place for me. There was this one time when I thought that everything will fall into place but those dreams were shattered, making me fall into an endless abyss of desolation. That was until that day, when you gave me the cleaning duties of your quarters. I found someone who understood me. I believed that all of this world's cruelty were placed upon me but after talking to you, I realized that there were other damaged people to, as damaged as I am.

If I were to tell the truth, the first time I felt the need to be with you was when you comforted me while I was vulnerable, drunk and filthy instead of leaving me alone. I didn't intend to speak my heart out to you that day but the way you handled it, it made me realise that I looked at you in a way much more than just my captain. As you advised me, I don't regret any decisions that I have made on the way because all of it has lead to this day, the day when I can truly say that I am happy. Levi, I vow that I will fight anything on my way to keep it this way. I vow that nothing will come between us because for the first time, I found a reason to live." (Y/N) read from her page, with her smile growing.

I felt happy for (Y/N), as I remember, the first time I saw her, she had this never ending frown on her face. My first thought on that day was, "how did we end up with a female version of Levi?". I chuckled at the memory as I saw (Y/N) turn beet red as the priest told Levi to kiss the bride. Levi being himself, kissed (Y/N) with the usual frown on his face. Well, seems like this day was getting weirder and weirder as I saw Levi gape at (Y/N), I saw (Y/N) blush, and I saw both of them kiss public. God knows what I'll do when I start seeing little Levis running around...

No one's POV

After the wedding was over, people rushed to congratulate the newly wed couple. Levi handled the attention with his usual polite and serious demeanour but (Y/N), though she was both polite and serious too, was slightly flustered by the sudden bombardment of attention. As she struggled with all the guests, particularly all the jealous new cadets who were trying to make small talk with her, or more accurately, make her feel more tense than she already was, Hanji came to the rescue and scared them off by bringing up her titan experiments.

"That always works." Hanji chuckled before looking at (Y/N)'s pale face and asking, "Are you okay (Y/N)?". " I need to puke... Morning sickness... Help..." (Y/N) muttered, barely controlling herself from puking all over Hanji. "Oh dear... Let's get out of here." Hanji muttered as she made her way among the guests and helped (Y/N) get into the headquarters.

"Are you feeling better?" Hanji asked (Y/N) when she was done puking in the sink. "Yeah... I'll have to sit for a while.. Standing isn't helping... " (Y/N) muttered as an answer. To that, Hanji started walking with (Y/N) towards her office. It would be (Y/N)'s last time using that room in her office since she would be moving in to the house Levi bought.

"Why did Pixis walk down the aisle with you?" Hanji asked (Y/N) while walking beside her, her eyes glinting with curiosity. (Y/N) didn't answer to it right away. "It's probably best if you don't know." she answered after a moment of silence. "(Y/N), you could share anything with me you know. Have I ever judged you?" Hanji asked with a softened expression, putting a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder. (Y/N) sighed at that and after a few more moments, said, "Promise me that you won't be too surprised and that you would forget that I ever told this to you.". " Well, if it involves humanity or Levi, I don't know if I can keep that promise because I'm a commander now and I have some responsibilities and Levi is my only other friend beside you." Hanji answered.

"Relax Hanji, it involves none. The truth is, Commander Pixis is my biological father. It's a rather long story that I don't want to repeat." (Y/N) answered with a sigh. To that Hanji smiled and replied, "okay, I didn't see that coming. Does Levi know?". " Yeah he does. He is the only other person besides you, myself and Commander Pixis to know about that, not counting my biological mother who is non existent to me at this point." (Y/N) answered as they reached her room. "Alright, I'll have to go inform Levi that you're resting and not feeling well and I have to deal with the guests too. I'll send Mikasa to give you company." Hanji answered as she went towards (Y/N)'s door.

However, she stopped at the door, looked back and said, "Hey, it's okay to have a weird backstory. Most of us around here have something like that. I mean, look at me, I love titans. I'm the last person who would judge you for something like that.". " Yeah I know. Thanks Hanji. For everything." (Y/N) answered with a smile. Hanji gave her a cheerful "you're welcome" before getting out of the room.

Levi POV

It was a shitty experience really. Not the part where I got married to (Y/N), that was amazing, but the part where I had to talk to those snobby women, trying to make it seem like (Y/N) isn't the best person I could possibly be with, or the jealous men who seemed to have a thing for (Y/N) but didn't deserve to be anywhere near her, or the older officials, trying to make it seem that I am an asshole who got a girl pregnant before wedlock or that (Y/N) is not a good person because she let that happen.

I, of course, made sure they knew that something was wrong with their pea sized brains, in the most polite way possible. I would kill Hanji for inviting these good for nothing worthless pieces of shits to my wedding. It was time for lunch and I was sitting beside (Y/N) on the lunch table. I had to admit that Sasha and Jean from my squad did a good job cooking. I asked her if she was okay after she arrived and she brushed it off. Judging by her face though, I knew she didn't have any appetite for food. All she had been eating daily were potatoes. If my kid turns out to be a complete maniac like Sasha, I'll probably go broke only by buying food.

Thankfully, Hanji made Sasha steam some potatoes for (Y/N) and (Y/N) was able to eat that without barfing on any of the people on the table. I wouldn't mind if she barfed on those shitty guests though. When lunch was over, the sun was almost setting. The guests from other military branches went away while the cadets and other members of the scout regiment stayed in the dining hall. Mine and (Y/N)'s squad, as they were held responsible for keeping the whole arrangement in place, went off to clean the tables and get the buffet tables out of the dining hall for some reason. I was sitting with (Y/N), talking about the annoying guests. "...and then I told this girl that (Y/N) is the most beautiful person I've met but thanks for your congratulations. You should've seen her face. It looked like it was leaking shit." I told (Y/N) before noticing that she was shivering slightly.

"Are you cold?" I asked her, eyeing the very revealing dress. "Yeah... This dress doesn't cover my back..." she answered, her teeth slightly clattering. To that, I took my coat off and put it on her shoulder. She immediately wrapped it around her like a shawl. "Feeling better?" I asked her before she gave me a slight smile and answered, "Yes". We talk for a while before my squad got their chores done and took her away to sit with them while I got stuck with Hanji.

A few hours later

The wedding was over but it seemed like Hanji brought alcohol for the whole scout regiment. Apparantly they will be celebrating at night. "You do know that they will have training tomorrow right?" I told her. "Come on Levi! Let them have some fun. Besides, you just got married! Take a day off and show (Y/N) some good time, you know what I mean" Hanji winked at me as I gave her a look of disgust. "I don't think the comma..." I trailed off. "I don't think the commander would allow it" was something I always used to get out of whatever shitty idea Hanji got in her messed up head but seems like I couldn't do that anymore because Hanji is the commander now.

"Well, I as commander, give you a day off." Hanji told me in a smug voice. "Fine. By the way, who will be training these brats?" I asked Hanji, giving a nasty look towards the recruits in the dining hall where everyone was chatting. I already disliked most of them because of their views on my wedding. I understand that they had a thing for me or (Y/N), I faced people like that before but the ship already had sailed for me and I didn't see the point of them trying anymore. It just seemed like a pain. (Y/N) was sitting with my squad, chatting with them, specially the gloomy brat, Mikasa. I had no clue how (Y/N) was friends with that girl as it seemed like all she knew was to glare at me or hate on me whereas (Y/N) usually did quiet the opposite.

"You'll be training them. You're the best soldier around here and if they are trained by you for that many months, I’m sure they will get better fighting skills than most new veterans." Hanji explained. "Okay. I'll do it" I told her with a stoic expression. "The party for the night will begin soon. I expect you not to back out from the wedding dance." Hanji told me with a smile as she looked away. That shitty glasses must be kidding. "Is this some shitty joke of yours?" I asked her, with a monotone voice. "Nope. It's not. I want this to be memorable. After all, it's all going good for you right? Give us some entertainment out of it, Levi" Hanji told me before shouting out, "Attention cadets!". All the cadets stood up and saluted towards her as she was the commander. "At ease soldiers. I was proposing, don't you all want the famous grumpy couple among us dance together?" Hanji shouted with enthusiasm.

The cadets shouted a loud yes, my squad being the loudest. "That's right! Let's make them dance!" Hanji shouted. "Hanji... I'll kill you in sleep." I warned her. "Dance! Dance! Dance!" Hanji started a chant and the whole regiment joined. I looked at (Y/N) and her face was beet red. "Tch." I made a sound of annoyance before I walked towards (Y/N). "He's really doing it..." I heard the cadets muttering in shock. Of course, they wouldn't expect me to dance. I wasn't planning to either but, well, if the commander says so, I decided to let loose a bit. I knew how to dance, as I've attended more than enough charity events and other military events with Hanji, representing the survey corps and Hanji always pushed me into dancing. I had no idea if (Y/N) knew how to dance.

"Oi Albert! Get the violin out and play something!" Hanji shouted at a meek boy among the cadets who ran to the corner of the dining hall, where a violin that I didn't previously notice laid. As I reached (Y/N), she stood up. I was still in my grey shirt and (Y/N) was still in her wedding dress. (Y/N) still had my coat on her shoulder. "Do you know how to dance?" I asked her so that she won't embarrass herself. "Uncle Erwin taught me." she told me meekly. Of course he did. After all, (Y/N) did spend a lot of time with him. The boy started playing a cheerful but slow melody on his violin as I took (Y/N)'s hand in mine. Hanji motioned us to go to the open area where the buffet tables usually stand. Now I knew why they moved the tables. Shitty glasses had it planned all along. I took (Y/N) there, put a hand on her waist and took one of her hands. She laid her other hand on my shoulder and we danced.

"Erwin did a good job teaching you how to dance." I commented as I twirled her by her hand. Her steps were flawless. "Thanks. It didn't go to well with singing though." (Y/N) muttered, with her usual frown on her face. I had my stoic expression on too as none of us had any intention to dance and were sort of forced into it thanks to that shitty glasses. As the music was over, Hanji walked over to us and said, "You two looked like there were sticks up your asses.". " I'd love to make you experience that you know." (Y/N) muttered, stealing my words.

"Hey, I probably won't want that. After all, it didn't sound too comfortable 'that day'" Hanji mentioned with a wink. She was talking about the day she walked on us. "Would you mind if I kill her someday?" I asked (Y/N) with a stoic expression. "I don't know who she is." (Y/N) answered with a monotone voice. "Oi! I'm supposed to be the two your friend!" Hanji whined before (Y/N) flicked her forehead and told her, "Thanks for planning the wedding. It was amazing.". To that, Hanji gave (Y/N) a tight hug, almost squeezing all the air out of her and saying, "See Levi? She's better than you.". "Whatever you say shitty glasses." I answered as (Y/N) choked out "I can't breathe!".

We had dinner after a while and (Y/N) had potatoes once again. She made me promise that I would have to buy her meat after her first trimester. It was time to go home. Our new home. Thinking about it made me feel like someone punched me in the gut but somehow the feeling was good. After dinner, we rode on the carriage that Hanji booked for us and went towards our home.

No one's POV

Guitar strumming from so ist es immer (the theme from the no regrets spinoff) begins

Levi turned the key to the door of their home but stopped before opening the door. This was it. This was a new beginning for him. He felt (Y/N)'s hand on his shoulder, trying to give him the courage to start this life with her. With that he opened the door and stepped in the house with her.

Die Stühle liegen sehr eng

The chairs lie so close

Both of them looked around the small cosy living room. This was the life both of them always wanted and their dreams were coming true.

Wir reden die ganze Nacht lang

We talk all night long

Levi and (Y/N) looked at each other, both knowing that they reached their goal towards happiness. With that, Levi kissed (Y/N) on her lips.

Dieser niedrige Raum ist nicht schlecht

This lower room isn't bad

Back at the headquarters, Eren watched all his comrades and friends drink and have fun.

Wir können uns gut verstehen

We understand eachother so well

Eren was reminded of the memories of his father. This was only the beginning of the big storm ahead, he thought.

So ist es immer, unser Licht ist nur das

Just like it always is, this is just our light

Eren was called to join the others by Connie. A small smile formed on his face.

Trinken und singen wir, begrüßen morgen

We drink and we sing, we welcome tomorrow

Eren remembers the time when the old Levi squad was alive, when (Y/N) was a newbie and everyone drank and had fun. He knew he would lose many of these dear comrades too as he joined them, ready for the storm ahead.

So ist es immer, unter'm riesigen Himmel

Just like it always is, under the enormous sky

(Y/N) and Levi were in their bedroom, still kissing. Everything finally fell into place for them.

Leben wir zusammen, die Nacht ist lang

We live together, the night is long

(Y/N) breaks the kiss, looking at Levi with bright eyes and a smile

Da die Sterne nicht leuchten

The stars don't shine

Levi saw (Y/N) looking at him as if he is the most precious thing to her. He understood the feeling because he felt the same.

Kann der Mond auf diese Stadt nicht scheinen

You can't see the moon in this city.

(Y/N)'s smile got bigger as her hand reached for Levi's cheek.

Schauten wir das Licht selbst an

We looked at the light itself

"Levi..." (Y/N) said softly. Levi looked into her eyes, waiting for her to finish.

Singen wir unter dem Sternenmeer

Singing under the starry sea

"...I love you" (Y/N) finished. Levi's eyes widened as he never heard these three words from (Y/N), or anyone except years ago, from his mother. "I love you too" Levi answered after a moment as he got himself together.

Chairs so close and room so small

Levi pulled (Y/N) closer to him before he pushed her on the bed

You and I talk all the night long

Their clothes laid discarded on the ground

Meagre this space but serves us so well

Levi entered her, for the first time, making love instead of just lustful sex.

We comrades have stories to tell

As they both had an orgasm, Levi buried his face on the crook of her neck, hiding the tears of happiness in his eyes. (Y/N) however didn't try hiding it as she wore a smile on her face as a few drops of tears escaped her eyes.

And it's always like that in the evening time

(Y/N) and Levi sat at the dining table for a cup of tea before bed.

We drink and we sing when our fighting is done

As (Y/N) sipped from her cup, she heard the sound of thunder and she got up from her chair to look out of the window at the sudden downpour.

And it's always so we live under the burnt clouds

Levi saw (Y/N) go for the door to the backyard. He followed her to see what she was about to do

Ease our burden, long is the night

(Y/N) stepped out of the house and held her hand forward, out of the space under the roof and let the drops of rain fall on her hand.

Just as no stars can be seen

(Y/N) suddenly stepped out from the shelter of the roof, spreaded her hands like the wings of a bird and let herself get drenched in the rain. She never enjoyed the rain before.

We all starve for a moonbeam on our town

Levi looked at her from the door with surprise as he didn't expect her to do something like this.

We must all gather as one

(Y/N) turned at him and held a hand out at him, asking him to join her.

Sing with hope and the fear will be gone

After giving it a thought, Levi held (Y/N)'s hand.

Die Stühle liegen sehr eng

The chairs lie so close

(Y/N) was surprised too as she didn't think Levi would agree to this.

You and I talk all the night long

Slowly, Levi stepped out in the rain too. He didn't enjoy rain ever either, specially after Isabelle and Farlan...

Dieser niedrige Raum ist nicht schlecht

This lower room isn't bad

(Y/N) suddenly had a sneaky smirk on her face as she pulled harshly on Levi's hand making him fall on the mud

We comrades have stories to tell

Levi was shocked and angry because of the sudden action as he hated dirt but (Y/N)'s giggle threw all the anger away from his mind.

So ist es immer, denn immer im Ertrag

Just like it always is, always profiting

An evil glint formed on Levi's eyes before he pulled (Y/N) onto him, getting mud all over her as well.

We drink and we sing when our fighting is done

When (Y/N) was over the shock of falling, she busted out laughing, throwing more mud on Levi's face.

So ist es immer, we live under the burnt clouds

Just like it always is, we live under the burnt clouds

Levi does the same, a big smile forming on his face before he began to laugh as well

Ease our burden, long is the night

They both threw mud at eachother like children, as if they never lost their childhood to circumstances.

Da die Sterne nicht leuchten

The stars don't shine

They both sat on the muddy ground, drenched in the rain under the cloudy sky. Levi didn't know that a dark sky could seem this beautiful

We all starve for a moonbeam on our town

He realized that what made it all beautiful wasn't the environment, it was the woman beside him.

Schauten wir das Licht selbst an

We looked at the light itself

Levi and (Y/N) looked at eachother before (Y/N) pulled him into a timid kiss

Sing with hope and the fear will be gone

As the kiss ended, Levi ran his hands in (Y/N)'s dirty hair and said, "Oi brat, let's get cleaned up."

To be continued...

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Please write a lemon-y ShinRan! 💛 I have read all of your lemons in FFNet and I'm craving for more!

I can do quasi-lemon. Full on isn’t my forte, I’m sorry, anon.

Sexual attraction wasn’t new to either Ran or Shinichi. While Ran was better at hiding her reactions, Shinichi particularly didn’t care for it. He was with the girl that he had always dreamed about and being in a relationship meant that some of the boundaries they had were slowly dissolving. They were still careful though. They were good at talking to each other. The only time he did fail was when the whole Conan fiasco happened, though to his credit he did try to tell her the truth many times but after being warned multiple times by multiple people how the Organization would hunt down anyone who they thought was associated with those who escaped them, Shinichi had taken up to lying to Ran, which he never had done.

It truly pained him to lie to Ran but for her safety, he was willing to take on anything, even Ran’s hatred. It would mean that she was alive, at least. Thankfully, Ran understood his point of view, albeit after fights and silent treatments and avoidance. Shinichi was just glad that Ran was alive to fight with him, the rest was background noise as far as he was concerned. He had faith in his relationship with Ran, he knew that they would be alright. And if Ran was reluctant to talk to him, he would give her space and let her come to him. They had been friends for far too long to let his fuck up created by fear ruin them.

Once they had a proper talk, with both of them laying out everything in the open, things had been hazy between them. They were is a relationship prior to Conan reveal, but now were they still in a relationship? Did Ran still feel the same? Did she love him but was hesitant to be with him? Shinichi didn’t dare ask at first. He was just happy that Ran was beside him but slowly it started to chew at him.

Things between them were going well, too well if he were to be asked. Ran would happily chat with him, visit places with him whenever he asked, would come to his house whenever he asked. Things she used to do before he turned into Conan. It was almost like they were back to being friends. But they weren’t friends, dammit. He loved her. And he knew Ran loved him. They had sorted everything out. So, why didn’t they do all the things other couples did?

So with that burning question on the tip of his tongue, he confronted Ran on the Detective Agency’s doorstep, who promptly turned red and answered his question, “I- I didn’t think you’d be interested. I mean, you stayed with us as Conan for so long. I thought that you’d be-you know- tired of being together or something...” She trailed off when she saw Shinichi’s blank expression.

Girls were stupid, in Shinichi’s humble opinion. He crouched a little to stare at Ran’s red face and looked into her eyes, a plethora of things he wanted to say but for some reason, he couldn’t form a single sentence. Well, it wasn’t ‘some reason’. It was Ran. She looked so beautiful, with her blue eyes widened with hope, her lips parted and blush on her cheeks.

Everything blurred around him, his heart beating a symphony, time seemed to slow down while their faces got closer but before their lips could meet, he looked up to her eyes in a quick glance, wanting to confirm it was what she wanted. When Ran closed her eyes and leaned in, Shinichi was done for. The moment their lips touched, his shoulders relaxed. His hand came up to cup her chin and Ran tilted her head to deepen the kiss. His mind was empty, too overcome with sensory overload. He loved the way she smelled, loved the way she tasted, he knew that he would never get enough of kissing her.

Ran needed to catch her breath, so she leaned back a little, too dazed to comprehend anything but the moment she moved away, Shinichi’s lips followed hers and not even a second later, they were back to kissing. Neither of them noticed when they moved but once Ran’s back hit the door and she had something to support her back, she snaked her hand into Shinichi’s hair and tugged. He bucked and groaned, a shiver running up his spine and Ran had never felt more powerful.

Feeling bold, she nipped his bottom lip and Shinichi gasped and she took this opportunity to brush her tongue against his lips. Shinichi leaned his bead back a little and closed his eyes, wanting to grab his bearings. This girl was making him lose his mind. He didn’t plan to take it this far. He just wanted to say that he loved her and wanted to be in a relationship. He wasn’t complaining though, as far as he was concerned, kissing Ran was going to be on top of the list of his favorite things to do.

With the intention of confirming their relationship status, he opened his eyes, only to be met with Ran’s hooded ones. His legs felt weak, and he let his head fall on the crook of her shoulders, his hands travelling from her neck to her waist. He breathed her in, which was a huge mistake in hindsight. He wanted to calm down, not get himself turned on. So, when he heard Kogorou’s heavy footsteps, he pushed himself away from Ran, who was still looking at him hazily.

Shinichi groaned to himself, this relationship was going to kill him.

Thankfully, before Ran could do anything, Kogorou’s grumblings started and both of them, meaning Ran, were aware that they weren’t alone. Shinichi stepped back, not wanting her father to notice that something was amiss. He wasn’t exactly in Kogorou’s buddies list, especially after he came to know that Shinichi had been living as Conan with them.

“Hello-” he cleared his throat, noticing how hoarse his voice had become, “Hello, Mouri-tantei.”

Kogorou harrumphed in response, blindly going inside, to grab a can of beer. When silence met his ears, he looked up to notice his daughter being fidgety. He narrowed his eyes. By now, Ran would surely have started to berate him for drinking in the afternoon. But the way she was standing and sneaking glances at the detective boy, he knew something was amiss. What was worse was how the boy was reacting. He was blatantly staring at his daughter with stars in his eyes. He looked between the two of them and how they were standing with two feet distance between them. He knew that distance. He and Eri had done this multiple times when they were young.

And he would be damned if the detective boy was going to lay his hands on his daughter.

But as were creative teenagers were inclined to, Shinichi and Ran found time to sneak in kisses whenever they could. Slowly, things started to heat up between them. Their touches lingering longer than they used to, hands looking for unexplored places. They stayed above clothes though. Neither of them were ready to take in the plunge of going under clothes. Well, they wanted to but nervousness got the better of them.

Gradually, that barrier lifted up. Wandering hands weren’t enough. Shinichi wanted to feel Ran’s skin under his fingertips and so did Ran. Shinichi’s house had become their place but they didn’t dare to touch any beds. Who knew how far they would go if that temptation was presented before them. They stayed on the couch, knowing it was the lesser of two evils. With his heart thundering in his ears, his tongue in her mouth and his hand quivering, he let them slide inside Ran’s shirt.

The moment his slightly cooler finger tips touched Ran’s overheated skin, they groaned, shivers running down their spine. His knee separated her legs and he circled them around his waist. Ran broke away from the kiss, gasping for breath and Shinichi took the opportunity to trail kisses down her neck. Ran whined, wanting to feel his skin too and pushed herself up, tugging at his shirt. Shinichi understood what she wanted and helped her in taking his shirt off.

Ran was in awe while she looked at Shinichi’s bare chest. She always knew he was toned, having practiced football for years and keeping himself in shape but she didn’t know he was this... this beautiful. Before she could stop himself, her hands glided up his naked chest and Shinichi’s lips descended on hers. His hands tugging on her shirt now, asking whether it was alright for him to take her shirt off. Ran leaned back a bit and took her top off, letting her hair fall around her face. As much as she wanted this, she was embarrassed too.

“It’s good you’re wearing a sturdy bra,” he blurted out. Ran quickly looked up at Shinichi, noticing how red his face looked and let out a slightly giddy laugh. So, he remembered that phone conversation they had about bras. Shinichi relaxed as well, happy that she wasn’t hiding her face anymore.

“Yeah, well, someone seemed very concerned about them, so I decided to take good care of my breasts,” Ran joked and Shinichi felt his face burst into flames. Why were they talking about her breasts when they were both shirtless? Didn’t they need to get back to more touching?

“Yeah, yeah. Be thankful they look as amazing as they do right now.” No! What was he doing! He was making this situation even weirder. He wished someone would shut his mouth up. Oh! He should have just kissed her, instead of letting his mouth form words. That would have definitely been better but he didn’t want to make feel Ran uncomfortable. And now they were talking about her breasts, instead of him touching them. Sometimes he could be such a moron.

“Why, thank you,” she said with a cheeky smile on her face. “Would you like to touch them or just talk about them?”

#anon #writing request #dcmk #detective conan #shinran #shinichi kudou #ran mouri #shinichi kudo #ran mori #my writing #is this good enough or nah?#like is it slightly lemony #bish i dun even know #hope you like it tho anon

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igotyoukth · 5 years

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Seokjin

"Anyone can tell that's me, look at the shoulders!," he pointed at his silhouette on the photo. His shoulders were kind of prominent, but all in all in was a pretty anonymous couple picture.

“You are being pretentious here, Jin,” you argued, even though he was kind of right.

“Nowadays telling the truth is often misunderstood,” he shook his head and pouted,”And what’s the point if my handsome face is not even shown.”

“The point is, that I can share our picture without people cutting my head off.”

“You are sacrificing my face for your own life? So selfish,” he responded rather amused. It didn’t matter if people knew that their favorite singers were dating, pictures still effected them. You didn’t want to make new enemies with an obvious picture.

“Either my face or shoulders, people will recognize me.”

“You are so full of yourself.”

“Thank you.”

You had no other choice then captioning the picture as “Mister Worldwide-Arrogant”

Yoongi

It was so hard to find a couple picture to post, thanks to your camera shy boyfriend. He always took his selfies like it was hard work, so pictures of you together were practically nonexistent. Except for that one picture Jimin took of you.

The picture, Yoongi liked to refer as "The Fake Couple". Yes, it was so staged. You basically had to tell him through gritted teeth to smile a little and look at you. And he had complied for two second before looking away. Of course, the seconds he looked at you didn’t make it to the picture. It was you looking at him, and he stared straight at the scenery. But the composition and colors of the picture made up for it.

"Noone has real couple pictures," he tried to explain when you pouted,"You know the story behind Taehyung's profile picture? His girl cursed at him seconds before."

"You are nothing but excuses," you were already editing your one and only, precious photo,"I'm posting this, don't sue me later."

You finally posted the picture with the caption "fake couple", like he named it. He rolled his eyes, when his notifications went off. But still, he took a screenshot and you even noticed a small smile on his face.

Hoseok

Matching. Matching. Matching. That was all that mattered here. Hoseok's new habit was buying two of anything he wanted to wear. Size didn’t matter, oversized clothes were his thing anways. You were fine with walking around like twins, the people stared at him either way. The reason wasn’t solely that he was build like a god, but also that he posed. But not like other people.

How you wished that your boyfriend would just take mirror selfies with you. But no. He didn’t shy from climbing places or dancing for pictures. And you had to join him.

“You know what’s weirder than me posing like this?,” he asked glued to the wall,”you standing so normal next to me. I look like a crazy person.”

“Maybe you are a crazy person.”

“I will pretend like I didn’t hear that, so hurry,” he pressed his face even closer to the wall.

Murmuring things about bacteria and bugs you mirrored his pose.

“There is a spider on your head,” you whispered.

“I know you are lying,” he said with a fake smile for the picture. But you saw the fear in his eyes. Once the self-timer on the camera beeped, he jumped away from the wall and shook his head.

“It’s gone,” you continued your lie. It was your little revenge.

Namjoon

Dating Namjoon included, that every one of your days were little adventures. As soon as he was notified about his free days, he started planning. His favorite spot was the beach, where he met his crab friends, but he also looked out for special things like festivals and other outdoor activities.

Like the one you recently visited. People let lampions rise, with their wishes attached to them. There was no need to discuss it, as soon as he saw posters about the event, you were already on the way.

You felt like you were in a Disney movie, the one with Rapunzel. Tangled. But it was even better. Namjoon made you feel that way quite often. Like a Disney princess.

“What did you wish for?,” you asked him, and tried to peek on the paper he attached to the lampion.

“It’s a secret,” he responded.

“You can’t wish for a better girlfriend.”

“Dang it.” This earned him a push in the shoulder, that didn’t affect him at all.

“And you can’t wish for a better boyfriend, impossible things aren’t allowed.”

Jimin

While others had very few pictures with their lover, you had way too many. Not only did Jimin love taking selfies together, but also pictures of you. “Hold on,” was the most repeated thing, when you two went on a date. That’s why the others didn’t like going out with you. Wandering around could take a while, when you stopped every few seconds to pose for a picture.

“But they are all we have later on,” Jimin argued, when the other boys rolled their eyes. You nodded and supported your boyfriend. You didn’t only take pictures and stored them digitally, Jimin and you bought an album last month. Not all of the ten thousand photos made it, but you tried printing most of them. What you didn’t print, landed on your social media. Like the one you were editing right now. The one from your aniversary.

Neither of your faces were fully shown- that was the reason, why you didn’t print it. But because of that, it was the perfect secrety couple picture to post. Another good thing about your hidden faces was, that noone would know how red you were. Jimin had prepared the perfect date by the sea. Your favorite food, candles, flowers and most importantly balloons. You had a thing for foil balloons, since they became so popular online.

“One year with my number one,” was the caption you chose and seconds later the picture landed on the internet. It sometimes scared you how much you revealed there sometimes, but it was okay to brag about your perfect boyfriend sometimes.

Taehyung

His artsy side definitely rubbed on you. You were into paintings, sculptures and mostly into photography. Art had always fascinated you, even before meeting Taehyung, but now that you both could discuss and admire those things together, your interest rose. So it was inevitable that all your social media pages turned super aesthetically pleasing. And your instagram page was no exception.

You loved sharing black and white or simply minimalistic pictures. They were mostly of everyday things, that caught your eye. But you were going through a phase, where you loved photography of body parts. No, you didn’t turn into a perverted photographer, you liked pictures that emphathized the simple beauty of hands, of the corner of a smile or a mole under the eye. You didn’t have to mention who your favorite model was, right?

“Look at this,” you zoomed into the picture you took.

“You look so tiny,” he commented, when he saw it. The difference between your hands was extreme, but still cute.

“I don’t think that I am the problem.”

“I think you are.” “Should we ask Jimin?”

“I don’t think that’s fair.”

Jungkook

“Can you stay still for one picture,” you pouted while scrolling through the pictures of last night. Jungkook was still too shy, when taking selfies with you. Or worse, when other people took pictures of you. He either made funny faces or didn’t stop moving. He was doing it because he felt shy, but you really wanted to post a picture with him. Like everyone else.

“Here,” he answered, made a peace sign and posed for you. You rolled your eyes, he was pretenting not to understand.

“You better do that next time we take pictures.” As an answer, he sticked his tongue out.

“Can I post this at least?,” you showed him a still blurry, but cute picture. He was hugging you, hiding his face in your neck. But it wasn’t his affection or sudden love for you behind the pose. His members had teased him for being so awkward, and he needed a place to hide. Thank god for Jimin always having a camera in his hands.

“Sure,” he tried to sound unaffected, he definitely blushed a little when he remembered the words of his hyungs,”and send it to me, I’ll use it as my background.”

“Yes, Mister tomato,” you teased him, when his blush became very noticable.

“Don’t call me that,” he rubbed his cheeks.

“So I can’t use it as a caption?”

“No!,” he grabbed your phone and checked if the post went up. He then typed a few things before handing it back to you.

“Hug me more,” was the caption he chose.

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